But the night before last, I ate a piece of dark chocolate and everything changed.
The cause was that I've been in a mood to be very fat lately, so I gave myself up and went to 711 and bought a 100g bar of 80% cocoa butter content dark chocolate and, well, ate it all.
Of course, this reason was an afterthought; I didn't realize at the time that the fat was destructive in any way other than making me gain weight.
That night, I nibbled on the chocolate and moodily watched Feynman and Belle grab the chocolate cake. After that, I successively brushed will know, circle of friends, the time is already almost 11 o'clock, at this time, I made a very unreasonable decision, I want to learn the dance of Little Apple. How did I lose my mind to think of this idea is no longer available, anyway, I found it, and began to learn. I felt extremely accomplished because I actually learned it after watching it twice! This is not normal, I remember when I wanted to learn "Nobody", but I ended up learning it for an hour, and I couldn't even bear to look at the effect of the dance myself. But could the dance to "Little Apple" be that easy? Or did my natural talent suddenly explode as I approached middle age? Did the Chopstick Brothers dance like this at the launch party one day? No longer recall. Until sometime later, I did not realize that the name of that video I learned is called "Little Apple" square dance.
We all know that once a certain behavior gets its own affirmation, the motivation is huge. I began to dance "Little Apple" over and over again with chicken blood, constantly correcting my movements. I was so excited that my clothes were soaked with sweat and I was still enjoying myself, and I couldn't wait to show off my learning ability, so I actually took a selfie and posted it to my friends.
A selfie without any highlights, meaning, story or obvious appreciation is such a failure! But once a person's mood goes into overdrive, there's a reason for everything they do - existing champions kissing the earth, ancient Sisters bullying Goggles.
I was so immersed in the illusion that I was a talented dancer that I couldn't help myself, and felt that if I danced any longer my downstairs neighbors were going to come up, I finally called it quits. By now it was almost 12 o'clock and I was lying on my bed in a feverish state, feeling an endless amount of energy rushing through my entire body. At the moment I do not feel any signs of insomnia, sleep, who will not sleep, feel themselves lying in bed, open your eyes on the daybreak, the timeline as if folded.
I closed my eyes and opened them, still black. Repeat, still black.
Oops, stop it, go to sleep.
One minute, two minutes, five minutes, ten minutes, ding! Eyes open in the darkness, small 50w*2 bulbs generally bright.
Still can't sleep, at this moment, Song Dong Ye's lyrics, like a projector, hit the curtain in my head, "in the morning of May finally lost sleep," also TM sings and says, but this is not yet the morning it, at least sleep to the morning and then lost ah!
Well, since you can not sleep, that simply do not sleep, reflect on their own, recently seems to work is not active, life is not naughty, hobbies did not develop, life is very anxious ...... This paragraph takes 5 minutes.
Don't work!
Come on, which inspirational book said, in the brain to pull a lifetime want to realize the ideal list it.
So I typed out a line of three bold Microsoft Black headline: My Life Ideals. And center it.
Number 1, lose weight. Well, uphill battle.
No. 2, traveling around the world (including Antarctica).
No. 3, master oil and Chinese painting skills.
No. 4, become a great speaker.
........
The brain suddenly felt that this is not the way to think, so the 20th is, other ideals that come to mind later when you have insomnia, OVER.
These mental activities above, took about 10 minutes, I think. Well, there are a lot of ideals ah, how to realize it with your current demeanor ah, but also what sleep ah, is not a minute to get up and pick a lamp to struggle for the rhythm?
Uh, not so, this seems more awake. No no no!
Try something else, think of someone, someone who used to mean a lot to you but you don't see often anymore.
Well, then let the memories out! Let him run away with it, your deskmate in elementary school, yes! That short haired little boy, enough memories for a while, okay, you go ahead and reminisce, I'm going to bed. I myself for this move to transfer the tiger away from the mountain with out the gods, I did not expect, memories of running two times can not run. It came back to me, patted me on the shoulder, looked at me with the same dead fish expression as Mr. Kong, and said, "Oh master, the search is complete, **** found 2 memories". Ok, memories you stand down.
Brush a little bit of Zhihu, it seems that this will not be so waste of time a little. So I shouldered my pad and started brushing up the Daily Knowledge for two weeks, to the point where even how to properly troll such articles seemed a bit unresponsive to me.
But still no sleep.
What is the tipping point for sleep?
I got a tiger's tail at the thought of it. How about using today's insomnia as an experiment to find the tipping point for sleep? I was y shocked by my own oxymoronic idea, the thought of getting up tomorrow morning OR not this morning and being able to explain to someone the tipping point of sleep I had experienced across the conscious and unconscious, that would feel as amazing as being able to know how people die! It's still a little exciting to think about, and I'm rubbing my fists on my bed and jumping at the chance.
I use my own hypnosis of their ultimate method, close your eyes, everything empty, only focus on imagining a leaf in your head, in a space as deep as the universe, trembling with the wind, water vapor densely seeped out of the leaf surface, less than a moment to become a drop of crystalline water droplets, the leaf slowly become heavier and lower, the water droplet inch by inch downward, sucked in the bottom of the tip of the leaf, getting bigger and bigger and heavier and heavier and heavier and heavier and heavier, (Eh), this empty mirror is good. , this empty mirror is good.) Finally snapped, dripping down to the level of the lake like a mirror, swinging out a circle of ripples, from inside to outside, from near and far, a circle, two circles, three circles, four circles, five circles ........
The first water droplet, ten seconds to fall, 10 circles of ripples, 20 seconds to disappear; the second water droplet, five seconds to fall, five circles of ripples, 10 seconds to disappear; the third water droplet one second to fall, one circle of ripples, one second to disappear, the fourth water droplet, the fifth and sixth water droplet, the seventh, eight and ninety water droplets .... .stop!
Damn, it's already leaking and it still doesn't work.
Only on to my ultimate weapon.
Stick close to the bed, my whole body completely relaxed, relaxing every one of my big toes, every one of my eyes, every one of my head, every one of my hair ...... Okay! It's OK! Imagine me lying on the bed, all relaxed, and then, notice, and then, feel my body detach from the bed, hovering right above it, and with my belly button as the center of the circle my body begins to slowly rotate, rotate ..... and so on! Is counterclockwise or clockwise better? Uh, the body fell down .... Re-float, spin clockwise. Oh, so I'm a left-brained person .... What's up with that? Keep turning. Can't turn? It's okay, imagine that the table in the direction of your feet slowly moves to your left side, then your head, then your right side, then to the soles of your feet, how about it, turn up it ~ at this time the body is very feel very light, very light, and keep turning, not surprisingly, I will fall asleep in 1 minute.
1 minute later.
You guys know, I still failed.
I tried my lifelong mastery of fighting insomnia and still failed.
I decided to go down in flames, thinking of nothing else, no life goals, no self-reflection, no exploring sleep thresholds, no self-hypnosis. I don't want money, I want life! I'm in bed now, and if you're capable of sleeping, you'll have to come and collect me!
On the contrary, in this case, I do not want to think about anything, the heart is particularly peaceful, eyelids are more and more heavy, more and more heavy, more and more fuzzy consciousness, more and more fuzzy....... The threshold of sleep is also getting closer and closer ........ Close to ........
It was at this time -
The bell rang loudly.
My alarm clock went off.
.
Short Horse, you're high and sleepy, I'm awake~~~