sleepy Sunday

[hummingwolf]

I looked out the window and saw tongues of yellow flame hang suspended in the air. I looked again and saw dead leaves on a distant tree--leaves that were only a dull brown, at that.

Who needs drugs when you've got sleep deprivation?

Now I look out the window and see snow falling in the grey light of evening. It's been going on a while, so this probably is snow and not an illusion. The tree outside my window is sprouting white fur.

Comments

[daisydumont.livejournal.com]

yeah, we just got home from being out. it was just a few spitting flakes when we went out, but within the hour before we got back home, it was really building up. this is a dusting!? ha.

[hummingwolf.livejournal.com]

Didn't last very long, did it? Now we've got sunshine! And cold. But at least there's sunshine out there. Unless I'm delusional again?

[danalog.livejournal.com]

random hallucinations aren't something I'm familiar with from sleep dep... the effect I usually get is that everything looks like it's from an old movie (everything's moving too fast or in herky jerky motion). I know once I start spending a lot of time staring at my hand as I wave it back and forth (fun effect when not all mentally there), that I need to sleep some

[hummingwolf.livejournal.com]

Whee! Everything's looking kinda strange this morning--I only got about 5 hours of sleep, and some of that was spent dreaming I was at the computer, so it was almost like I was awake most of the time I wasn't.

Maybe I'm more likely to get hallucinations because my health problems leave me more tired to begin with. All I know is that when I was in college and talking to people about their experiences with various recreational drugs, I'd gotten pretty much all the same experiences from sleep deprivation that they'd gotten from substances they'd had to pay money for. Too bad I can't bottle my brain juices and sell them on the black market or something.

[meretia]

Oh, those moments are fun, aren't they?

The strangest drive I've ever had in my life was one time I was coming home from babysitting my cousins who live in a suburb of Dayton about forty miles from mine. I don't remember if there was some reason I should've been so tired aside from the fact that it was close to two in the morning. Driving down I-70 west, I nearly jerked the cark off of the road as I turned to follow the path of a car that was flying (or in sane people's terms, crossing the freeway on an overpass). I still haven't figured out exactly what it was that I saw which made me think there was a parking lot where the eastbound lanes ought to be.

[hummingwolf.livejournal.com]

Those flying cars are a menace to society, I tell you, tempting innocent drivers such as yourself to follow them as they fly off in all directions. Why don't they ever get pulled over? Chances are some policeman would've thought you were the menace and let the fancy-schmancy flying car go on its merry way. Hmph.