Scream of Consciousness
It's strangely quiet tonight and sleep has again refused me. I'm denied entrance to the realm of sweet dreams and tight sleeps where the bed bugs don't bite and the boogie man doesn't lurk in the closet or under the bed. I'm denied entrance perhaps, to the realm of a great nightmare, where even if it is an adventure with Poe or Kreuger, at least I won't hear the familiar snore and the occassional grinding of teeth beside me. I'm so envious of YOU-you who find it easy to fall asleep once you're in bed. How do you do it? I've tried many things but to no avail. Very rarely have I been afforded the natural state of falling sleep. Mine is an unnatural one--pills. So here I sit rambling on hoping two things; firstly, that my mind will soon exhaust itself and the pills will kick in or vice versa. Secondly, that if I begin to "sleepwrite" that when or if you read this it will be somewhat logical.
I'm reminded of my high school years when I was known among friends as a vampire. An unusual nickname I thought back then, in the sense that unlike vampires I didn't sleep on schedule as soon as daylight broke. (guess I should mention that I've also never bitten anyone or drank blood--ever!)... I'm grateful for the gentle breeze now ruffling the curtains by the window. The pair of them (the curtains,) are panicked--flapping wildly against the pane and, from what I could gather they bickered about having their skirt-tails held higher than normal by the breeze. I don't care though let them bicker.. I'm happy for the breeze. The respite from the scorching New York summer heat with the sun leaning on almost every New Yorker's back is great for a change..yay! ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::Period
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