Wednesday, August 02, 2006
yet another restless night.
over the course of the past three weeks or so, i have developed this little thing that i like to call insomnia. with it, comes sleepless nights, lots of completely random life philosophies, and a disdain for the bed you toss and turn in each night, desperately wishing for sleep to come.by some holy miracle, i was able to make it to sleep prior to four am this morning. unfortunately for me, i had one of the most terrifying and life-like dreams i've had in a while.
you know those dreams where you swear you can practically feel what's happening around you? yeah, it was one of those dreams. it didn't even matter that it was completely unrealisitc. all that matters is that it scared the living hell out of me and woke me up by four-thirty.
in my dream, i was going for a run (first indication that it was in fact a dream, seeing as how i have not had the time to hit the gym or go for a run peacefully in quite some time) and while i was on this run, the skies parted (i'm blaming moses) and it began to rain. we're talking torrential down-pour. i was soaked to the bone. and all this rain in such a short amount of time caused the creeks to overflow and the road to flood. so i decide that instead of stopping at the first house that i come to (which happens to be my aunt alice's house), i'll try to trek through this armageddon-like monsoon and try to reach my grandfather's house. i make this decision even as lightning is striking mere feet from where i swim. not stand, not walk, not run. from where i swim. because in my dreams, i'm apparently not bright enough to remember anything from galbreath's physics class, and momentarily forget that water is an excellent conductor of electricity. anyway, i move forward and as i'm thinking "oh shit, lightning," i get hit in the hand by a lightning bolt. i know zeus is laughing his ass off. i swear to you, i felt this thing in my toes. and i don't mean in my dreams. i felt it in my bed.
needless to say, i woke up.
god is punishing me for something. or he has a sick sense of humor.
xxoo
| posted by Summer at 5:33 AM
