so i lay down on the couch, turned to the wall. the light from the screen went from the bright blue jon sullivan daytime moonpic to the dark screen with odd bright green charachters falling like rain, the lycoris/redmond linux screensaver. the shadows darkened but did not disappear.
and i could see my shoulder shadowed against the wall, the shoulderbone a bit higher than the arm. i breathed deep and saw the bones move and suddenly there was the image of bones. i felt the bones inside my skin and imagined them encased in dirt and ten thousand years old, unearthed by some future archaeologist, wondering about couchsleepers.
and then i got up and flicked the mouse and got the screen back, answered shelagh’s email, went potty, and got one more beer and lit a smoke, ’cause sometimes its best not to fight unsleep. best to just go ahead and be awake, if it comes down to bones.
I hate just lying there, being unable to sleep… so I’ll usually get up again, too. I feel that pain.
and then he gets up and bitches about the house better get clean since i stay up so late (do i know what time it is? yes. yes i do) and i better ……… oh nevermind. sucks being the insomniac who tries to sleep and can’t.
I had trouble sleeping last night. But I am sure I’ll get tired about 11am today….
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Boy, KD, I don’t if I’m passing my place, but I see a lot of stuff about “the house better get clean” etc., etc., etc. I think homeboy needs a talking to. You need to ask him who died and made YOU the housekeeper… Tell him he’s got to share the work, baby! But if you think I’m interfering, just say so and I’ll buzz off, ‘k?
Exercise may help….
Look out for the giant roof rats invading California!
I feel your pain, kd. Last night, bored out of my mind, eyes barely open, I climbed into bed. Within seconds, my mind was wandering over all kinds of subjects and worries. Next thing you know I’m sitting in my chair, flipping through a mag, and then back on the computer to finish some stuff I had started earlier. Finally got sleepy enough to try it once again about 2 this morning, which is still pretty good for me. Insomnia is a b*tch.