I have not slept well the last few nights. And my dreams have been some of the most screwed up dreams I've ever had. Especially since I'm not sure what kind of basis they have in reality. Usually, there's some direct link to my life, like being late for the military and being punished by being put in jail and then getting lost on my way to jail. (There was way more to the dream than that. This is but the tip of the proverbial iceberg.) But these ones the last few nights...actually, the more I think about them, the more I wonder about possible deeper meanings. (At the very least, you know I've been working too much because at least the last two nights have heavily involved the store and people from the store.) But the meanings are not the point of this entry. My problem is with the nightmare I was in the middle of yesterday morning when my alarm went off. Things had just taken a really, really bad turn (and considering the things that truly upset me, just imagine a combination of them where you don't know exactly which is going to happen, but you know something's going to happen), but before I had a chance to react and do anything, I woke up. I must have sat there for a good ten or fifteen minutes, debating between trying to go back to sleep so that I could get back into the dream and *do something to help* and wanting to forget all about it. It was agonizing for me. And I still can't get it out of my mind. And I can't sleep right now. I had a coffee at almost 8:30pm last night so that I could get home. It took a few hours to kick in but then it was going full force. Now, I'm yawning and my head's throbbing and I'm ready to fall over, but I'm almost afraid to go to sleep... |
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