Why is it so hard to remember not to discuss serious subjects after 8 beers? Why is it that the only time I feel like discussing serious subjects is after I have had a sufficient amount of alcohol?
Tuesday, May 27, 2003
Thursday, May 22, 2003
Wednesday, May 21, 2003
I thought 5 beers would be enough to enter the dreamless bliss most people refer to as "passing out". Apparently I am too much of a practiced drinker to be sedated by a mere 5 beers.
This being the case I had another running from death dream. This time ala SARS Virus and stampeding buffalos. Where do I get this stuff from. Obviously SARS is in the news alot lately but I think this is definitely my brain trying to relieve the stress I refuse to acknowledge during the daylight hours. The suppressed stress being an upcoming flight back to the USA via a SARS affected country that the World Health Organisation has recently issued a travel warning for. As for the stampeding buffalos I can only assume it was a conservation show about Africa that I watched a few days ago that provided that lovely picture in my head.
Whatever happened to beauty sleep!
This being the case I had another running from death dream. This time ala SARS Virus and stampeding buffalos. Where do I get this stuff from. Obviously SARS is in the news alot lately but I think this is definitely my brain trying to relieve the stress I refuse to acknowledge during the daylight hours. The suppressed stress being an upcoming flight back to the USA via a SARS affected country that the World Health Organisation has recently issued a travel warning for. As for the stampeding buffalos I can only assume it was a conservation show about Africa that I watched a few days ago that provided that lovely picture in my head.
Whatever happened to beauty sleep!
Tuesday, May 20, 2003
Why is my subconscious so easily swayed by random images from my day? Last night was the final straw in the struggle between my conscious and subconscious mind. I can't take the drama. When I wake up I am left wondering if my early am visions are some clue into my psyche or the future. Is it my mind trying to tell me something about my past. Or is it in fact just puting together some half-baked story with images I have seen throughout the day to punish me for the handful of crackers I ate right before bed.
Right before I went to bed I even went as far as to promise myself that I would have nice dreams. Instead, the Grim Reaper and many multiples of him (Matrix Reloaded ring any bells) are chasing me and a heap of other people. Scenes of a spaceship crashing and people running out of its path. Then I yank a girl off the railroad track just before the train comes. On and on it goes. Always just barely avoiding the inevitable that will get all of us...eventually.
UGH! I haven't had a decent dream in ages. By decent I mean a dream that lets me wake up with some feeling other than fear, disgust or alarm. It seems the only time I get a good nights rest is when I pass out after a night of drinking.
Right before I went to bed I even went as far as to promise myself that I would have nice dreams. Instead, the Grim Reaper and many multiples of him (Matrix Reloaded ring any bells) are chasing me and a heap of other people. Scenes of a spaceship crashing and people running out of its path. Then I yank a girl off the railroad track just before the train comes. On and on it goes. Always just barely avoiding the inevitable that will get all of us...eventually.
UGH! I haven't had a decent dream in ages. By decent I mean a dream that lets me wake up with some feeling other than fear, disgust or alarm. It seems the only time I get a good nights rest is when I pass out after a night of drinking.
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