Took a nap (as always) after class on Wednesday. Woke up, tanked up, dug into my work. Until about 9am the next morning and eyes that wouldn't stay open.
Woke up about 1pm and puttered around on Thursday. Took a nap early in the evening. Then woke up, tanked up, and dug into my work. Until about 8am the next morning, and eyes that wouldn't stay open.
Woke up about noon on Friday, caught up on some light blog reading. Left the cubby for a couple hours to run errands. Got home, took a nap. Woke up, tanked up, watched an episode of True Blood at 9 (we're just now getting the first season here), and then dug into my work. Until about 5am the next morning. Had been keeping an eye out for a wave of fatigue that I would have weathered normally, but getting to bed "reasonably early" was the goal, before starting this hectic midterms week.
Point being: the freedom to sleep/wake/nap whenever I want is the most empowering sensation that I ever experience, and when I "catch the wave," I get into THE ZONE, where I can continue working even through substantial fatigue. Some of the best work I've ever done has come out of that zone.
Last August, I had a month of it. No one else was around, no social life or scheduled activities of any kind, and it was amazing how much I got done (i.e., nearly a dozen thorough drafts of several works of art that you'll see pipe through here soon). Can't always "get into the Zone" at will, but when it happens, it's fantastic.
This week is midterms, which is worst of all because it bunges up my sleep schedule. Nothing like scheduled commitments, especially out of cycle, to destroy my sensation of limitless time.
But then next week is nine days of vacation.
Mwa ha ha.