I've been reminded of the importance of sleep. Yesterday, my brain and body had reached the point of exhaustion. I managed to work and eat, but I had been reduced to a lizard-like creature that could only put one foot in front of the other, type symbols with two fingers, and shovel food into my mouth. The night before last, I slept, but only for about 5 hours, and that was (to steal a line from a book I'm reading now) like an argument. I had dreams I was suffocating, I couldn't move to take in breath. And so had to wake myself up again and again, reposition myself to let in air. This is one of my deepest fears -- suffocation, asphyxiation -- and it made me scared to sleep last night.
But I had to, and I did, starting around 7 p.m. And I slept for the better part of 13 hours, and today my brain and body seem to be working again. Which is good, because I have a couple of secret missions to complete and then work again tonight and a lot of catching up on life to do.
Posted by thevieve at March 31, 2007 8:45 AMI am like that with drowning, UNDER A HUNDRED FOOT LAYER OF ICE IN TOTAL DARKNESS.
Yes and I have the thing where it keeps happening and you feel like you have to get up again and again because when you let yourself slip back into sleep you feel like you are about to drown again. Amazing how you forget about it in a day or two.
Posted by: NARCOLIS MORTAN on April 2, 2007 1:03 PM