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

[aekiy.livejournal.com]

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

That's always bewildering. Especially because it keeps you from sleeping, when the exhaustion is probably why it's happening at all. This is not a proper adaptation, body!

[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.