Skip the Injury -- go right to the Insult
Feb. 7th, 2012 04:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
capri0mniLast Night,* I managed to get into bed after only my third attempt, in seven minutes. This is a vast improvement over trends of the last week. I also fell asleep quickly with little anxiety.
However:
Just before my radio alarm was set to go off, I had a long, detailed, and increasingly vivid dream about having insomnia, and the stress and demands that places on the people around me.
... ... ...
BRAIN!!1!!11! I am facepalming at you SO HARD, right now.
*NB: "Night," in my personal parlance, translates to: "The end of the waking cycle, and start of the dreaming cycle," or: "The period between the end of one waking cycle and the start of the next." These definitions remain true, regardless of the time recorded on a local clock, or the date on a local calender.
However:
Just before my radio alarm was set to go off, I had a long, detailed, and increasingly vivid dream about having insomnia, and the stress and demands that places on the people around me.
... ... ...
BRAIN!!1!!11! I am facepalming at you SO HARD, right now.
*NB: "Night," in my personal parlance, translates to: "The end of the waking cycle, and start of the dreaming cycle," or: "The period between the end of one waking cycle and the start of the next." These definitions remain true, regardless of the time recorded on a local clock, or the date on a local calender.
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Date: 2012-02-07 09:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-07 10:14 pm (UTC)Sometimes, I think my Subconscious is just taking the piss, as they say.
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Date: 2012-02-08 03:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-08 03:49 pm (UTC)I mostly knew it was a dream, because my mother was in it (she died 20+ years ago) and the room I was trying to sleep in was a mash-up of my current bedroom, a hotel room, and the living room of my childhood home.
Just as, in the dream, I was in bed and ready to fall asleep, there was a lamp on, on the desk at the foot of my bed that was shining in my eyes, and I was informed it was impossible to turn off. That's when I realized I'd been dreaming, and the reason the lamp couldn't be turned off was because it was the rising sun shining through my real-world window.
After that, I woke up fully, and in that minute the clock radio turned on...
Grr.
I really like cloudy mornings.