What keeps you up at night? The situation in the middle east? Your lover? Physical pain? Hunger? Your city's noise or light pollution? Existential crisis? The baying and cackling of bloodthirsty hyenas in the bush?
For me, it's usually just an obsessive reviewing of the events of the day - which I'm supposed to be doing automatically during dreams. My actual dreams are seldom everyday events, not overtly anyway - they mainly consist of outlandish panic-filled scenarios of missing or botching classes and appointments, or when I've been in a good mood, levitation or outright flying. (Also, the Deep Old Ones occasionally try to pester me, but I sleep with an Amulet of Warding whenever I remember, so no big deal.)
In any case, what I mostly think about while I'm still awake are the hard questions about myself, as opposed to more general philosophical appraisals of humanity, life on Earth, the universe, etc, though they can always crop up as sidebars and tangents.
I would elaborate, but it looks like I've achieved what I set out to - my blain is finally beginning to surrendr its bustling business and allow me to sleqiu23wubn8gh lo;k'
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