My Life after CELTA

Adapting to a new sleeping routine seems to become natural. Surprisingly, it didn't faze us when we found ourselves wide awake at 5:00 a.m. after going to bed at 1:00 a.m. on the same day. Although our minds acknowledged it with a resigned shrug, our systems rang the alarm bell. It's time for a change; we need to get more sleep. Let's wait and see what tonight has in store. We hope that as the weather changes - and returns to its ordinary course - so will our sleep. Last week's unexpectedly warm weather, reminiscent of late April, significantly impacted everyone's energy levels. The ambiguous experience of spring fatigue in February was rather unforeseen. Even though we relished the long walks while the sun shone and heated the air, the subsequent tiredness ensured a melancholy that permeated our bodies and souls. Exhausted from the winter, our systems have struggled to cope with the early spring challenges without any portent or caveat. But, as the French say, ...

I hope, my pre-hibernating state will disappear soon. I'm not saying that I don't enjoy it since my summer was a nightmare in terms of sleepless or interrupted night's sleep after all. However, this constant drowsiness is a tad vexing. Why can't I simply hit the sack and sleep through the night uninterrupted, and wake up the next morning full of energy? Right now, I feel like a sluggish grizzly before winter trying to find its way to its cave. Even after Ági's foot massage, I had to take a horizontal position because my eyes were acting weirdly. They couldn't resist gravity, so I had to plop myself down and have a short kip. I thought I'd slumber a bit, but when the alarm went off after 15 minutes, I knew I had to jump out of the chair, otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to avoid falling into a coma-like sleep. I felt like I was on the verge of losing control over my conscious self. It was like balancing on a thin rope over a precipice, unable to resis...

Apparently, my system resembles a hibernating bear's before winter sets in. This day passed so quickly that I can hardly recollect what happened. I was sleepy throughout the day, and despite the strong espresso I had after lunch, I had to lie down at 2 p.m. and have a kip. After this half-coma-like slumber, which lasted 45 minutes, even though it felt like 2 minutes, I felt like a haggard hamster completing a marathon. My limbs were as heavy as my eyelids, and while I tried to pull my thoughts together, I couldn't form any reasonable idea. I tried to initiate a rational conversation with chatGPT, but I had to admit I wasn't ready for anything more complex than having high tea and surviving the rest of the day. Let's face it; months of sleepless nights took their toll, and my weak system tried to make up for those wake nights. During the afternoon walk, I thought I would fall asleep on every corner. Even now, when I'm writing this entry, it is challenging to keep my ...