I’ve been sleeping like shit lately, which sucks. I don’t know what it is either; I haven’t been drinking, I’ve been exercising regularly, I’ve been eating alright, etc, etc, etc. There isn’t anything that I can think of that would be a warning sign for a restless night.
And even though I wake up every morning achey and tired, there is an upside: I’ve been dreaming a lot.
I also don’t know why I normally don’t dream (or to be more correct, why I normally don’t remember my dreams. As far as I’m concerned, everyone dreams all the time, we just don’t remember them), but whenever I do I wake up thinking some crazy things.
Last night, I had some good ones.
Although now I’m pulling what my brother and I refer to as “a Patty”. You see, that is my mom’s name, and whenver she starts to tell a story you can pretty much guarantee that she will either forget the ending, or at least one key point to the story that makes it relevant in any way, shape, or form. What I’m saying is that I remember having some awesomely weird dreams last night that made me wake up and go “WTF?!?”, I just don’t remember what they were.
I kick ass.
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