Posts Tagged insomnia

To Sleep, Perchance to Hallucinate

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Solitude Reading
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You’re hardly even sposed to tell people about your dreams, much less write about them, but I have had such a bizarre collection of REM-thought in the past few days that I can’t help it.

1.) In this one I was the child in a terrorist family. They were all about to commit ritual suicide, but I wasn’t ready to die. So I escaped out of the second-story window of a house that looked much like that of my childhood, and began to roll down hill after hill. Except they weren’t so much hills as broccoli, and I was rolling over the tops of huge broccoli trees. And then I woke up.

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Why I Must Eventually Move to Brooklyn

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Tantrum
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After all my talk of sleep yesterday I had a rather weird night last night. I had vowed to go to bed at a more reasonable time, wake up early (well, earlier than 1), and get started on the day. So I was deep in sleep by 3 am, when my neighbor came home, turned on her favorite numbingly repetitive tunes, and proceeded to have a tantrum involving extensive sobbing and wall-beating. Oh dear.

Poor neighbor. For some reason I suspect that her angst has something to do with a man rather than a job, for then she was on the phone, and occasionally yelling, and no one does that to former or potential bosses—do they?

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Yawn

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Run.For.Your.Lives.
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I’ve been bad. The sleep-creep has started up again. Remember my 4 am-1 pm sleep sched back in the summer of neverending consequence? Ah yes, well, it’s back with a bit of a vengeance.

I blame this in part on some really good books I’ve been reading at night. The kind of books that keep you up until 1 am and when you look at your clock and find you’re not tired (the books are that good/exciting/compelling/insomnia-inducing), you just keep reading.

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