why can't I sleep? It's like a three ringed circus of fictional characters in my head three nights running. And they aren't even telling me useful stuff.
Finally get to sleep, get woken up by thunder
Drift back off then have one of my recurring dreams, two of them in fact. Part one, the phantom cat jumps up on the bed at my feet. I rouse enough to think, this is a dream, then something pulls the sheet down tight around my toes and keeps doing it. I kick at it (because that makes ghosts stop right?) I feel and hear things crunching under my feet so in the dream I turn on the light and I end up in part two of the recurring dreams, insects in my bed. This time cockroaches many of them ground to dust by my feet.
I awake up. Naturally there are no monsters under or on the bed, no cockroaches but hey, there's still plenty of thunder. I drift back off still waking up off and on thinking about the roaches and reminding myself not that it was a dream but that in the dream the bed had on the expensive but bought at on outlet so cheap Ralph Lauren sheets on it and now it has on the even more expensive 600 thread count sheets also bought cheap at an outlet and there was no way in hell i got up to change the sheets. Hell if there had really been a roach in my bed I'd be sleeping on the damn couch.
At least when I finally dragged out of bed I found this time the thunder didn't just tease, we got lots of hard rain. YAY.
Finally get to sleep, get woken up by thunder
Drift back off then have one of my recurring dreams, two of them in fact. Part one, the phantom cat jumps up on the bed at my feet. I rouse enough to think, this is a dream, then something pulls the sheet down tight around my toes and keeps doing it. I kick at it (because that makes ghosts stop right?) I feel and hear things crunching under my feet so in the dream I turn on the light and I end up in part two of the recurring dreams, insects in my bed. This time cockroaches many of them ground to dust by my feet.
I awake up. Naturally there are no monsters under or on the bed, no cockroaches but hey, there's still plenty of thunder. I drift back off still waking up off and on thinking about the roaches and reminding myself not that it was a dream but that in the dream the bed had on the expensive but bought at on outlet so cheap Ralph Lauren sheets on it and now it has on the even more expensive 600 thread count sheets also bought cheap at an outlet and there was no way in hell i got up to change the sheets. Hell if there had really been a roach in my bed I'd be sleeping on the damn couch.
At least when I finally dragged out of bed I found this time the thunder didn't just tease, we got lots of hard rain. YAY.
