{"id":503,"date":"2003-09-26T10:40:00","date_gmt":"2003-09-26T15:40:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/?p=503"},"modified":"2003-09-26T10:40:00","modified_gmt":"2003-09-26T15:40:00","slug":"sophistic-reveries","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/?p=503","title":{"rendered":"sophistic reveries"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve done entirely too much paperwork and administrative stuff this morning.  Must&#8230;have&#8230;creative&#8230;expression&#8230;somehow.  Not that this is going to necessarily to be it, but we&#8217;ll see where it goes.<\/p>\n<p>The fog was thick this morning, so much that it obscured the building in the apartment complex right across the way from ours.  I was tired, but not as much as I might have otherwise been had I not taken that nap yesterday evening.  My sleep was tumultuous though, taking me a while to fall asleep, then waking up frequently in the midst of dreams.  Vivid dreams, too&#8230;  I had one right as I fell asleep that was particularly so, even to the point of spilling over into the place where I&#8217;m about to fall asleep, on the verge, if you will.  I think my mind initiated it as I lapsed into sleep&#8211;one of the very few times I&#8217;ve been able to do that, though last night it wasn&#8217;t so much a conscious effort as something I was thinking about at that point that was maintained into the dream&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>I had to pull the second blanket, normally down over my feet, up over the rest of me last night, since it was cold and all I had on were my undershirt and shorts (I don&#8217;t like the way long pj pants wrap around my legs when I move them under the covers, so I save those for the bitterly cold nights).  The second blanket rectified matters, and quite well&#8211;I was cozy with the covers pulled up to my chin.  Usually I just drift off in an anonymous thought state, but last night the coziness started me thinking about Erin, and how comfortable we were taking naps together and the like, and suddenly there she was; I was dreaming; I knew it, but the vividness was astounding&#8211;she was substantial and next to me and real down the tinest detail.  It provoked curiosity more than anything, since I had no idea my mind had stored her image to that fine degree.  It was nice, too, of course, but it didn&#8217;t inspire longing in me for her, really, since I&#8217;ve been over the matter many, many times, and we&#8217;re not right for each other in so many ways.  I woke up relatively quickly, within half an hour or so, since I had looked at the clock before I drifted off and glanced at it again before I rolled over.  The rest of the night was a sea of half-dreams and seeming apparitions near the surface of sleep.  I would be nearly awake one moment only to plunge into deep slumber the next.  It was almost as if I could feel where I was relative to my waking state.  I don&#8217;t think I&#8217;ll have another night like that, and I&#8217;m not sure I even want to, for a long time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve done entirely too much paperwork and administrative stuff this morning. Must&#8230;have&#8230;creative&#8230;expression&#8230;somehow. Not that this is going to necessarily to be it, but we&#8217;ll see where it goes. The fog was thick this morning, so much that it obscured the building in the apartment complex right across the way from ours. I was tired, but [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/503"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=503"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/503\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=503"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=503"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=503"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}