This does kind of make sense. I'm waking up naturally most days rather than to my alarm.

If I take too long a nap in the afternoon I have really vivid dreams, usually nightmares.

Through May or June? 2020 or 2021?

COVID-19 was invented by Elon Musk in order to get us acclimated to our sensory-deprived lives working in the titanium mines on Mars.

I'm definitely not well-rested and still having occasional vivid anxiety dreams, but I don't remember most dreams still.

I don't think we're more rested here either. We're mostly from up two hours later, but going to bed just as much later.

When I did remote fieldwork, I used to have very vivid dreams full of people - like dreaming of walking through/along? a crowded sidewalk. I haven't been having those types of dreams with this isolation.

I had a dream last night that Trump had died in his sleep. In my dream, I thought "This must be a dream," but I checked and it was real. It wasn't clear whether Pence was going to be the nominee or if the Republicans were going to have primaries or nominate someone through some kind of convention. I wondered whether Pence would look that much more competent that he could win the election. Floating around was whether Trump had died of natural causes. There was some speculation that he had been poisoned, because people thought that was the only way to stop him from killing more people. He wasn't actively attacking people with bioterrorism, but his ineptitude in responding and willful refusal to acknowledge realityresulted in deaths and could continue to result in more deaths, so there was a defense kind of like the British Necessity Defense. But then there were grumblings that somebody whose family member had died of COVID killed him out of a desire for revenge.

there was a defense kind of like the British Necessity Defense

IIRC there was a case in the US in which the defendant was acquitted of murder on the grounds that the deceased "needed killing". Not recently, though - I believe it was heard by Judge Roy Bean, the Law West of the Pecos.

It must have been a wonderful dream though. They had Gordon Brown on the radio one morning last week and I, half asleep, thought that the last ten years must all have been a terrible dream.

Heebie's theory makes sense physiologically. If you sleep longer, you will get more REM sleep (when most dreaming occurs). While REM occurs in cycles (~every 90-110 min.), they get longer and longer as the night goes on. Also, anxiety can tend to show up in dreams as well. So the combo would especially make sense in having some vivid dreams. Fragmented sleep might also lead to more dream recall, as you need to wake up during the REM episode to remember it. On the other hand, sleep deprivation normal can also give rise to more nightmares.

I sleep poorly, don't have vivid dreams that I remember, almost never remember my dreams. If there's a difference for me, it's that my neck hurts more often, but less sense I got a new pillow.

since, even

Heebie's right.

I just read the Wikipedia entry for Roy Bean and am appalled in retrospect that we made a school trip to Langtry focused on his museum. (And this was a hippie Montessori school.)

I'm not more rested. I am sleeping a little later, so I am getting a bit more sleep, and my sleep tracker tells me I am getting about 30-45 minutes a night more than before the lockdown. My quality of sleep is pretty bad at the best of times, though, so that's not enough to actually make me rested.

I don't disagree with the basic hypothesis, though. I expect I probably would dream if I was genuinely well rested. But that hasn't been the case for longer than I can remember. I don't think I dream anymore, as per heebie's report from worst of parenthood sleep deprivation.

I definitely do not feel more rested.

I feel like the time I saved by not commuting is entirely given over to demanding certain people turn off YouTube.

The lockdown has been an entertaining science experiment regarding lifestyle choices. I have been getting better sleep this week, but the weird dreams preceded the improved sleep.

My coworkers are in a lot of my dreams now, for reasons I can't even really guess at. I tried to strangle one of them in a dream last night -- a really nice guy in the real world, a notably pleasant and competent person. I forget why I needed to kill him, but I'm quite certain he had it coming. I know he had a gun.

I used to think I didn't get enough sleep. Now, I'm realizing that no, I don't need to sleep more at night; I just need a nap in the middle of the day. I'm not sure how I will use this information going forward.

Guns don't kill people, dreams kill people.

I am both more rested and dreaming more, so I fit the hypothesis.

I like being well-rested! Getting up at 7am instead of 5:45am is great. It actually causes a bit of dread when I consider having to return to that part of the usual grind.

I used to get up at about 6:50. Now I get up at about 8:50.

I have taken to waking up at about 6:50 and going down to sleep on the recliner until I actually wake up.

My sleep is inconsistent because I can't get on top of my teaching, but thank fucking god there's only two more weeks of classes.

My strategy has basically been to write out giant blog posts that the students will read and be helpless to do anything but hear it read in my voice. There are videos that I find online that I intersperse in the blog posts.

In one sense, it's hugely successful - the students are telling me that they do in fact hear me saying the words to them, and it's working great, etc.

But it's insanely time consuming to do it well, and I'm very checked out and ready to be super done with all this shit. So I'm still getting up super early to work on all these blog posts for my three classes.

I hear blog posts in your voice even though I have no way of knowing what you voice sounds like.

My sleep has been more fragmented than usual for (almost) entirely non-pandemic reasons and I'm having amazingly intricate narrative dreams in shattered 1-2hr morning naps. Not nightmares but sometimes intensely viciously emotional.

I hear blog posts in your voice even though I have no way of knowing what you voice sounds like.

The voice I hear them in is similar to Amy Poehler. Your experience may vary.

I read a whole bunch of Parks and Recreation memes. They seemed really funny, so I tried to watch the show. The memes were better.

The first season really is pretty bad. And fairly disconnected, plotwise, from the rest of the show. I think it hits its stride in the second or so. But then it is really great.

I don't want to start in the middle.

I'm making you do it.

You're not my real mom.

I'm not your biological mom.

She did have the same number of kids at about the same place as you did.

She's your mathematical mom, duh.

I'm not sleeping well at all, but I am having vivid dreams. Last night, I had to push down hard on this heavy, metal, anchor-type thing, in order to stop the virus, or else it might kill me... Made no sense once I woke up, of course, but made for a terrifying dreamscape while still (fitfully) asleep...

I was sleeping well for a while but seem to have regressed over the past 3-5 days.

I'm mystified by the idea that it's going well for heebie. By far the worst thing about it for me is parenting 24/7, especially while working something like full-time, and you're doing four times as much of it as I am.

I started a new job today, sort of (same job, different employer; AIMHMHB I'm a contractor and a different company recently got the contract for my job), so stress might be part of the sleep problem. The work itself is the same but the middle managers are different, the template for weekly reporting is different, etc.

I think having the four of them actually mitigates things, because there's a lot of variety in who can play with who. They're actually playing with each other much better than usual.

There must be a scaling issue because the people I knew with ten kids always looked exhausted.

OK, I think I too am starting to dream more. The part I remember last night is finding someone collapsed / fallen out of a wheelchair in an elevator.

I'm having a lot of vivid dreams about people and situations/places from my past - particularly high school and college which were discrete compartmentalized time periods with specific people and places that are very different and remote from my current life in Seattle - high school at Andover (East coast boarding school) and college at Caltech (Pasadena with intense smart socially awkward science/tech nerds and a lot of drugs/alcohol) I think the lack of interacting in person with people in real life and the monotony/routine plus seeing more social media posting from high school/college people is probably the cause. I'm getting about the same amount and quality of sleep. I'm not doing a stellar job at parenting but I'm not finding it overwhelming - I think having 2 age 9 and 10 is really a sweet spot (also 50% custody) I am sad that my boyfriend and his other partner that he lives with are feeling sick right now so I won't be able to see him for a while but also the new Zoloft prescription I started right before this all started had been doing wonders for my overall sanity and anxiety level