Messed up

I've only endured two days of what must be the most severe jet lag I've ever experienced, but I am very much ready for it to be over. I can't work like this.

Yesterday I didn't get to sleep until 2 am. But at least I got up at 7:30 am so I could head in to the office. I felt super tired just after lunch, but I persisted with consciousness. Thinking exercise would help me sleep I left the office a little early to get in a run up East Rock before sunset (4:30 pm). It was a great run, at least.

I tried to sleep at 10 pm. I tried for five hours. Just lying there trying not to think. You can't call that sleeping. In the end I got out of bed at 3 am because I was so bored with trying to sleep. Back in bed at 4 am, I tried to sleep again. Sleep was still a difficult prospect but drifted off eventually. On waking I find it is suddenly 3:30 in the afternoon. It has also been snowing.

I feel trapped in some bizarre universe where nothing takes place at the right time. I can see one hour of sunshine a day. Is this dinner or breakfast?

Comments

[travelling solo]

Jetlag is a permanent state of being for me, not because I travel so much as my work hours are all over the place - i.e. drastic shift changes every two weeks. In 2008, one out of every two weeks I'd get home from the office at 7am to eat "breakfast" before crashing in bed. Bizarre, and best not to continue for too much longer...

[a postdoctoral associate]

I'm a bit surprised you've tolerated it for as long as you have. You're stronger than me! I'm pretty sure I would have been broken with another month of that treatment.