I'm tired. I'm exhausted. I'm sleeping well, but wake with tired, weary eyes.
My dreams have been remarkably symbolic and poignant, as Ben pointed out yesterday. I'm lost in a sea of people in Tokyo, trying to make a bank machine work. We're running through a maze, like mice. Alice Cooper is fixing my kitchen sink with Drain-o.
Damn, I want a good night sleep.
Comments (6)
Still? This is not good, baby.
Posted by ben | February 24, 2005 2:16 PM
Posted on February 24, 2005 14:16
And you never mentioned Alice Cooper. Maybe he represents your anxiety over that plumbing job that needs to be done?:)
Posted by ben | February 24, 2005 3:05 PM
Posted on February 24, 2005 15:05
Alice was this morning.
I was accused of dumping food down the kitchen sink drain. Apparently one of the home support workers had to put Drain-o down it to clear it out.
Posted by michael | February 24, 2005 4:02 PM
Posted on February 24, 2005 16:02
And the HSW was Alice Cooper? Weird.
Posted by ben | February 24, 2005 4:31 PM
Posted on February 24, 2005 16:31
Oh dear. I hate it when I can't sleep. Have you tried meditating? Relaxation exercises? Or how about yoga before bed? Or how about little blue pills. I love the little blue pills....
Posted by fly_girl | February 24, 2005 6:59 PM
Posted on February 24, 2005 18:59
Your psyche is trying to break free of your body, or something.
Whenever I start having wacky dreams, I know it's time to do a mini-life-overhaul and make some changes.
Posted by Jason | February 24, 2005 10:20 PM
Posted on February 24, 2005 22:20