About Wednesday Night & Thursday

[hummingwolf]

So on Wednesday night, tired after a productive day, I was going to go to bed nice & early. But then an imaginary person who has been trying to turn into a character started poking me. She is not supposed to be a character. She was never supposed to be a character. But she turns out to be pretty darn pushy, so I got to bed later than expected.

When I finally went to bed sometime after midnight, I kept hearing music. Now, nobody in the house was playing this music and it went away whenever I opened my eyes and got out of bed, so I presume that this was some exhaustion-induced hallucination. Hallucinatory or not, though, when it sounds like an Aussie rock group is playing a concert near your home, it does make it harder to get some sleep--especially when the lead singer's voice keeps alternating between something like Peter Garrett* and something like the guy from Yothu Yindi. Terribly distracting.

Thursday's weather was good for this time of year, with plenty of interesting clouds and not too much heat. I got out for about a two-mile walk, but otherwise spent most of the day sleeping. Never got online until this morning, so now I have some catching up to do. How are you?




* At least he wasn't singing "Beds Are Burning."

Comments

[hummingwolf.livejournal.com]

I know! At least I don't get night terrors. Those seem like about the least-restful sleep-related oddity ever.

[aekiy.livejournal.com]

Supposedly people don't typically wake during those, so it's usually more bothersome for people trying to sleep near them. A friend of mine had one of those at the hotel for the first night of Otakon last year. It was pretty terrifying, and I spent a couple hours wondering what I should do or whether I should bother trying to sleep if it might happen again. It just involved a loud, horrible scream, after which he went right back to sleep.

One thing I had started experiencing fairly regularly while I was still in New Jersey a few years ago was severe anger during my sleep, including my dreams. I would just be ragingly furious the entire time I was asleep, screaming at people in my dreams, et cetera, which is so counter to my personality that it frightened and confused me. Nowadays, I mostly get bouts of frustration with my head rambling endlessly that prevent me from sleeping at times when I'm in extra pain or my bodily chemicals have gotten upset somehow.