fucking maca

“As Maca Root is an energy booster, it is perhaps not surprising that insomnia is a commonly reported side effect.”

What is this shit? Fuck.

Didn’t think twice when I read “maca” as an ingredient on a bottle. I was at Greenhouse looking for something to have after barre. What had particularly caught my attention was a nice chocolate-y brown with some sedimentation of some cocoa-looking particles. It looked yummy as fuck. And it was very much so.

I’ve been in laying in bed for what feels like a million years. I’ve been falling asleep and staying asleep especially well these few days while in recovery so it baffled me a little bit. But then I recognized the feeling… caffiene insomnia (or I guess maca insomnia in this case — maybe substance insomnia is more appropriate) feels very different from other forms of insomnia. Unlike the typical sleepless night, when I’ve accidentally (or on the even rarer occasion where it’s not accidental) ingested caffiene, I don’t feel tired at all. I’m laying in my bed, wide awake, full energy. I don’t usually experience it much anymore; I’m extremely careful about avoiding caffiene. But yeah, I definitely felt that way tonight so I started to carefully trace back in my mind whether I had possibly drank green tea instead of my decaf Earl Grey. Could I have possibly been that mindless? No. Jeez, I’m not that bad. Then I remembered maca. Freaking ground maca root. I know I’m particularly sensitive to caffiene and nicotine but I guess maybe I could just be sensitive to a lot of things in general. Jeez. Learning new things about myself everyday, ya know? Just don’t like the fact that it had to be now. I need to wake at eight to venture downtown to catch the Yayoi exhibit with J&J. Thoughts of infinite polka dots is starting to resonate with my infinite lack of sleep… boop bee doop.