the past few weeks i’ve been having some sincerely bizarre dreams.
last night, i remember one dream where i was walking out onto a deck, then onto the top of a picnic table, which began to ominously creak and groan, as a tree that curved over the table began to drop its branches to the ground. someone shouted to get off the table, and then we ran out away from the ??house?? to a clearing, as all the trees started to turn white and have branches fall out. we sat in the clearing, away from falling branches, and all the birds from all the trees came and stood in the clearing with us as the trees fell down, but the birds were tiny — about as tall as a quarter. i was sitting cross-legged and i was afraid i’d crush a bird if i moved. in another dream last night, my creepy frankenstein scar had a removable compartment, and i could open up a little door in my arm and look inside. somehow, the compartment was like three inches deep, and made of clear plexiglas, with black emptiness behind it. and i was worried that the plexiglas would leak, and i’d get water inside my arm. that particular dream was a little bit on the creepy side. there have been others. it’s a little weird.Browsing Posts published by sabrina
fuck you, plague year. stupid fucking plague year. stop putting my friends in the fucking hospital. fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck you.
yes, i’ve been updating far too infrequently lately. i feel bad about this, i do!
it’s just … well … there’s been a lot of work at work, and then there’s the whole KoL crack addiction thing for when not at work. my wrist is getting much better. next week we get to start work on strengthening it back up … being able to support weight on it. which means, hello biking and yoga, welcome back, i missed you! yay! still driving to work most days. i miss my reading time. 15 minutes in the car is pretty useless for audiobooks, too. on the bright side, it’s been fucking cold out lately but i haven’t had to wait forty minutes for the perpetually-late #2. so, i’d say that works out all right. other stuff, will write more later. but as for now, niqui is going to kasey’s.i miss my bike. i haven’t gotten to ride in any snow this year, and those were *prime* snow biking days. stupid, useless broken wrist! get better faster!
for the past several months i’ve developed, quite by accident, an extraordinarily irritating sleep habit: i wake up somewhere in the 2 o’clock hour, lie awake for a while, and eventually fall asleep again. it’s been going on a while, and the only time it doesn’t happen is when i’m really, really tired.
today it decided to take it to the next level, obviously, as i woke up at 01:51, the earliest yet. i remember being really surprised when i looked at my clock a century later and found out that it was only 02:10; then later i was surprised to find myself still awake by 3. i finally gave up trying to get back to sleep around 06:30, and got out of bed. naturally, all this time spent lying awake was an ideal time to angst about the first chi-sage meeting tonight and my fears that nobody is going to show up, it’ll be a gigantic failure, and it’ll all be my fault. and there was some puremessage angst, and a little mirapoint fear, thrown in there for spice. i really enjoyed that entire experience. really. upon reflection, if it happens again, i’m just going to say fuck it and get out of bed at three and go watch television, a netflix movie or something. at least then i’d be distracted instead of angsting about stupid shit in the dark.
