Another night. Something something am.
"I hate my bed. I fucking do.."
"Why do you hate your bed?"
"Cos this bloody bed contains only ONE fucking person!"
"Weeeellll..then you basically don't hate your bed but you..."
"I hate! I hate! I hate that goddamned empty bed!!"
"Look at it that way - .."
"I DON'T WANT TO! OH, PLEASE, LET ME JUST HATE MY BED! It's so full of emptiness that it's crushing me, it's pressing me out of my own bed! The joy of being single my ass! I'm telling you!!!!"
So that's how I am when I lack of sleep.
"Just throw the fucker out of the window!!" I can hear a little voice in my head saying. Good heavens - a little voice in my head advises me to throw my own bed out of the window..must get some sleep. Quickly.
And something happened that night. Something magical.
I had A dream and I can sure remember it. Oh jee...
No more ghosts, no more inexplicable silver balls or crack brained jumps from the balcony..
It was a shipwreck. Guess I was trying to cross The Atlantic or something as surreal. A big Storm. After it was all over I could see ..or rather sense that my whole family must have been there as well..somewhere. I looked around - the shore was covered with living corpses. . fading into the distance.
And where the sand and the green grass (greener than I've ever seen) touched - there was a barbed-wire fence. Somehow it seemed to be an unreal hope for me to get to the other side. Then came A PERSON. I THINK it was my little brother or sister but I can't tell for sure. And we tried to find out whether the fence was electrical or not. It was. I placed my jacket on the fence and lifted my brotherslashsister over. The last thing I saw was he/she looking me with terror in his/hers eyes, turning round and running away, to get help..
Alarm. Half awake half sleep I immediately lisped it out to my roommate. Just in case it goes away ..again
"I hate my bed. I fucking do.."
"Why do you hate your bed?"
"Cos this bloody bed contains only ONE fucking person!"
"Weeeellll..then you basically don't hate your bed but you..."
"I hate! I hate! I hate that goddamned empty bed!!"
"Look at it that way - .."
"I DON'T WANT TO! OH, PLEASE, LET ME JUST HATE MY BED! It's so full of emptiness that it's crushing me, it's pressing me out of my own bed! The joy of being single my ass! I'm telling you!!!!"
So that's how I am when I lack of sleep.
"Just throw the fucker out of the window!!" I can hear a little voice in my head saying. Good heavens - a little voice in my head advises me to throw my own bed out of the window..must get some sleep. Quickly.
And something happened that night. Something magical.
I had A dream and I can sure remember it. Oh jee...
No more ghosts, no more inexplicable silver balls or crack brained jumps from the balcony..
It was a shipwreck. Guess I was trying to cross The Atlantic or something as surreal. A big Storm. After it was all over I could see ..or rather sense that my whole family must have been there as well..somewhere. I looked around - the shore was covered with living corpses. . fading into the distance.
And where the sand and the green grass (greener than I've ever seen) touched - there was a barbed-wire fence. Somehow it seemed to be an unreal hope for me to get to the other side. Then came A PERSON. I THINK it was my little brother or sister but I can't tell for sure. And we tried to find out whether the fence was electrical or not. It was. I placed my jacket on the fence and lifted my brotherslashsister over. The last thing I saw was he/she looking me with terror in his/hers eyes, turning round and running away, to get help..
Alarm. Half awake half sleep I immediately lisped it out to my roommate. Just in case it goes away ..again
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