Man, I had some fuh-up dreams and sleeping last night.
I woke about a half dozen times each time in some wierd position: sideways, backwards, out of the covers. One factor I think is my window. There's no window covering but the window gets a lot of sun so I hung an old blanket from the roof for some shade. In the wind the blanket it moves around to make the light shift around. I'm always looking at it twice as I walk by as if there's someone standing on a ladder outside my room, or trying to climb up on the roof or something.
The other things is that I removed the old storm windows so a lot more canyon noises come in and the old windows that are left creak and make noise with the wind.
So all night long I get canyon noise, the shifting of the night light and then morning light, all kinds of different shades of sunset splashed around, faraway freeway noise, birds, etc.
So I guess it's all of that, plus not being blasted by OTC sleep medication for the first night in three that wacked me out.
I woke up to a weird dream too. For some reason I was really nonchalant about the fact that parts of fingers were falling off.
They were coming off like tater tots or a fritter or something. More full and rounded than just part of a finger.
Some of my dreams are kind of tactile. In this one some fingers seemed more alive or dead by touch.
I didn't even mind I was leaving finger chunks around until I thought "I won't have anymore fingers soon" Then I saw my hand had just a few nubs left. That pretty much woke me up.
So was it leprosy?
Parts of the other dream it was this house of mutant prostitutes. One had a vagina hand. Overall it had a real disturbing "Island of Dr. Moreau" kind of feel about it. In this one part these construction guys were pulling out the tile in the shower. They were pulling out layers of this nerf styrofoam stuff under the tile. One worker guy I think was like cheech of cheech and chong. This removal of the tile and all the work was somehow toxic and disturbing one of the mutated ones. I had some kind of interaction like, "c'mon guys do that work later it's disturbing the baby mutant prostitute".
I forget what else I dreamt about it mostly I remember waking up feeling disoriented several times throughout the night.
Bleh....
It was the kind of dream where you're so glad to be awake with a full set of fingers and no mutant prostitutes in the shower.
Straight up hard core mundanity is cool after that.
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I got some good news today at work. I won't say anything until know for sure.
I woke about a half dozen times each time in some wierd position: sideways, backwards, out of the covers. One factor I think is my window. There's no window covering but the window gets a lot of sun so I hung an old blanket from the roof for some shade. In the wind the blanket it moves around to make the light shift around. I'm always looking at it twice as I walk by as if there's someone standing on a ladder outside my room, or trying to climb up on the roof or something.
The other things is that I removed the old storm windows so a lot more canyon noises come in and the old windows that are left creak and make noise with the wind.
So all night long I get canyon noise, the shifting of the night light and then morning light, all kinds of different shades of sunset splashed around, faraway freeway noise, birds, etc.
So I guess it's all of that, plus not being blasted by OTC sleep medication for the first night in three that wacked me out.
I woke up to a weird dream too. For some reason I was really nonchalant about the fact that parts of fingers were falling off.
They were coming off like tater tots or a fritter or something. More full and rounded than just part of a finger.
Some of my dreams are kind of tactile. In this one some fingers seemed more alive or dead by touch.
I didn't even mind I was leaving finger chunks around until I thought "I won't have anymore fingers soon" Then I saw my hand had just a few nubs left. That pretty much woke me up.
So was it leprosy?
Parts of the other dream it was this house of mutant prostitutes. One had a vagina hand. Overall it had a real disturbing "Island of Dr. Moreau" kind of feel about it. In this one part these construction guys were pulling out the tile in the shower. They were pulling out layers of this nerf styrofoam stuff under the tile. One worker guy I think was like cheech of cheech and chong. This removal of the tile and all the work was somehow toxic and disturbing one of the mutated ones. I had some kind of interaction like, "c'mon guys do that work later it's disturbing the baby mutant prostitute".
I forget what else I dreamt about it mostly I remember waking up feeling disoriented several times throughout the night.
Bleh....
It was the kind of dream where you're so glad to be awake with a full set of fingers and no mutant prostitutes in the shower.
Straight up hard core mundanity is cool after that.
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I got some good news today at work. I won't say anything until know for sure.
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As for the hands, I wonder what that is symbolic of. hmmmm......