Midnight and here I sit listening to the rains which on two separate occasions gave me the illusion that I've left a tap running.
Scarcely an eventful day, but perhaps I should count my blessings for the paucity of events. Never a satisfied customer eh?
I watched some, I wrote some, I read a lot, and still am.
I've had a bit of apple hoping for better dreams tonight, at least a bit lucid even if nightmares, though chances are I might black out. Odd blackout sleep also results from eating apples or drinking apple juice at night. Seriously, I speak from many a apple eaten dream hoping but blacked out instead experiences.
Why the irresistible midnight munchies I wonder. Could have something to do with the fact that I ate dinner at six and now it's been six hours since I ate something. Barring an apple which doesn't count though.
I kinda feel like applying face to a slab of hot bread thick with butter and maybe some cheese I wouldn't mind.
Mmm, a buttery morsel of steaming just out of the oven bun, that I then proceed to slather and slap and spank with a perverse layer of good salted butter.
No no stop it. Let's digress. Get back to the book, or even better sleep.
Ugh sleep.
Such slovenly way to idle time..sleeping. But such wonderful wonder it is to sleep. To get out of the bed in the mornings is to seek hell and deliberately enter it.
I forgot to mention about this dream. The same feeling, hearing a jingle of bells, something slithering on my bed, I could feel the pressure and willing myself awake from sleep. Trying to pry my eyes open, such painful deeds to wake up to nothing. Just a dream playing tricks, forcing you to wake up. This has happened one too many times, and I need to delve deeper into this matter seriously.
But honestly, ugh sleep right now.
Good night my darling
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