
Sleep
Alright, so sleep is very important and very fulfilling when you can get it, everyone knows that, right???? So why am I not satisfied? Sleep doesn’t come easy, it takes me anywhere from at least an hour to sleep. Even if exhausted, I can be literrally passing out on my computer desk, but the second I get up and head to bed, that is all over, I am wide awake all over again. So what is the problem, I would seriously pay money to be able to sleep on cue. I know my dad can do it, he is blessed with the talent or gift, I think my uncle too, but he will be asleep before his head reaches the pillow when he wants to sleep. My mom on the other hand is like me or me like her.
So sleep, when I returned from Lebanon last October I was exhuasted. I was up all day long in Lebanon and my flight was at 3:30 am or so Beirut time. That means I did not sleep all day long and all night long, I got some half sleep on the plane back to Germany dozing off and on and hearing all the noise around me, from the loud plane engine to people and kids chatting or making noise. Plus I surely wasn’t going to miss the food they gave because I was sleeping, food on those long flights is your free pass for atleast 30 mins of your flight going by without notice. Now if I can just sleep normally, I would take that. Once in Germany, I had to walk from one terminal to the other, I don’t know how to best describe this, but it was a long ass walk! So another 3 hours waiting for next flight, ofcourse no sleep. And finally the longest flight of the trip, Germany to Florida.
I think I got some half sleep on this flight, atleast my sister was me this time on the flight. The last time I flew back from Lebanon, a crazy Leb woman kept talking to me, and I had to PRETEND I was sleeping, but that didn’t stop her, she kept trying to talk to me to see if I would wake up. She even showed me gold she got for some body, I think it was for a guy, possibly her husband, and only after showing me the gold, did she need to go to the bathroom and leave her bag with gold with me. Great, did she detect honesty on me?
So finally arrived at Miami International. Having filled out my customs form, I thought I was already ready to zoom thru customs. It went smoothly, you would think by the time you go thru the questions and walking to get to baggage claim, that the bags would actually be there. So yes more waiting time for luggage, and because my sister was with me, there were six maybe seven bags, one belonging to me. After retrieving them all, I saw the exit and I was excited, I was finally getting past all the check points, I was going to be FREE. Things don’t always go as planned as the man at the exit gate wanted to know what sweets and nuts I brought with me that I listed on the customs card. Look they need to make this a policy, all Arabs bring back with them sweets and nuts! We used to bring cheese and meat too but you made such a big deal out of that, that we kinda stopped, but when we say sweets, it is so you don’t say wtf is baklawa? wtf is ghoraybeh or senora as the Lebs call it? And nuts are just nuts, a bag of mixed nuts, actually I had probably 12 bags of them, but that is beside the point! So he laughs cause I have nuts and says I must go to door number 13. I wanted to scream, or maybe yell at him, right in front of me was freedom, and he wants to send me to door number 13. Can I bribe him with a bag of nuts??? Door number 13 was another room with x-ray machines, they told me they wanted to scan all the bags so I placed them on the belt and they did, I think they probably scanned me too but I didn’t notice or I didn’t care and just wanted to get out already.
So what does all this have to do with insomnia? Well I ended up going to see my other sister, and stayed over and awake the rest of the day, arrived home around eight and go in bed at 9. What was amazing was that I instantly fell asleep, I had the best sleep I have had in years. So what did it? Was it the exhaustion of being awake for more than 24 hours, I was sooooo satisfied with my sleep, that I didn’t care to count how many hours I was awake to get this sleep, but then it continued for atleast 3 weeks, I would go to bed and SLEEP. It was amazing, sleep around 10 and wake up around 6, I was up in the morning for fajr (dawn) and I wasn’t tired. I was enjoying sleep.
With everything else, good things tend to come to an end. I slowly fell of sleep track again and landed back in insomnia. So what was it about the trip to Lebanon that made me sleep? I can conclude that I think I forgot everything, I was on vacation after five years of working without a vacation. I was able to to forget everything that I left here, mainly responsibility. Worries, bills, internet, video games … everything. Yes in Lebanon where a mob fight broke out over a tailor shortening someone’s pants too much in which the army had to get involved, I forgot all responsibility. But as is life, it slowly made it’s way back to me and took away my sleep. I want my sleep back, give it back to me!!!