Well then...it's almost the end of the day. I still haven't blogged. And I've been meaning to for about four hours now, too. That's frustrating. I always hate ending up in this situation because I pretty much know at that point that my post isn't going to be good. But I make myself write one anyway, so here I am spewing the contents of my mind into a little box on my screen.
Last night was odd. I'm not sure how much I did or didn't sleep. I figure I slept enough, considering that I'm still fairly awake right now. But I feel like I spent more of the night thinking than sleeping. I was in one of those weird states where asleep and awake blend together and you don't know which is which. Or maybe that only happens to me. I don't know.
It's that odd state where everything feels like a dream, everything is fluid and melds and intertwines in ways that wouldn't work in real life. But all of the thoughts concern things that pertain directly to real life--things that have happened or might happen or you want to happen. Everything comes together in this twisted web of truth and illusion, and in the morning you wake up not knowing what just happened, wondering if you slept, trying to understand if you were actually thinking or if it was all a dream...or if there's even any difference.
So that's how I felt this morning. And a quiet part in the back of my mind has been trying to understand this for most of the day. I still don't think I've gotten anywhere with that train of thought. That's alright though. Things don't always need to be sorted out. I'm fairly relaxed right now, so that's all I'm really concerned with at present. The rest can wait.
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