Au revoir.
She’s leaving today, on a jet plane, as the song, which I only heard last night for the first time, goes. Pray for her.
I’m incredibly tired. I got up and did everything by rote this morning, automatically, and I still am, to a certain extent. I’ve taken two walks to try to wake up, and it’s only quarter til 8. I have to wait at least a little bit before I resort to caffeine, I’ve decided. At least until 9. I’m so tired. I want a nap on the possessed couch in my apartment (which only acquired that title last night). More later. My brain is cutting out intermittently on me, preferring to get lost and fixated on particular scenes or memories, with my eyes drooped and my mouth hanging open a bit in that Suffern boy way… Argh. I need more sleep at nights. Last night doesn’t count since I had a good reason, but every other night, I need to get myself in bed at a reasonable hour. I love sleep. Sometimes I don’t understand this.
wait…
so did you ever explain about the whole possessed couch thing?
:o) No… We decided it’s possessed because I always have very vivid dreams while sleeping on it. Every time; it never fails. Sometimes I have nightmares, sometimes very pleasant dreams. ‘Tis very odd.
I’m glad to see you made it safely and are doing well (you commenting on LJ is always a sign that you’re doing well :o) I’ll send you that cd list in a bit. I just have to get on allmusic.com and figure out what albums have the songs that I want on them… *sigh*
hmm… strange dreams are always interesting things, even when they are nightmares. I’ve been waking up the past few mornings from very, very strange dreams, hopefully that will stop soon and I will actually be able to sleep ‘in’ a wee bit (that would mean to 7am or something) ;)