InsomnolencePosted: January 2, 2012
I’ve been sleeping surprisingly well since the anti-viral medication kicked in. The pain meds help with sleep, too. They knock me out, but I still dream. The dreams have been a mixture of the wonderful, the wild, and the weird, which is the usual way of dreams except when they’re nightmares, but then, those are not dreams at all, but little horrorfests that take place in the darkest nights of the mind and soul.
I have had dreams about family members, particularly my youngest brother. They were more like memories than dreams, of when he was little. He is in need of lots of thoughts and prayers right now so it’s good that some of those thoughts happen even in sleep.
Last night sleep was difficult to come by, and when I did sleep it was in short bursts, broken up by long periods of insomnia. It’s funny how the nighttime hours stretch out into forever when you can’t sleep.
Thoughts rolled through my head, one after another, although I’m not sure they should be called thoughts. Words, words, words, flashes of images, more words, all a-jumble and a-tumble, twirling around like the snowflakes outside being blown hither and thither by the gusty wind. A mind-blizzard mirroring winter conditions.
Outside the snow fell in big, fat, wet flakes but had stopped before I went to bed last night. Perhaps it was the time I spent watching the snow before settling into bed that caused all the twirling and whirling in my head. The wind howled and boomed. A cold front moved through and was already off the east coast by the time I gave up on sleep and decided to begin my day.
Everything in the way of snow coming to us now is courtesy of Lake Erie and the lake effect snow machine. Cleveland is supposed to get 8-12 inches. Being in the secondary snowbelt, you never know what we’ll get when the lake effect squalls come to visit. Sometimes more. Sometimes less.
Not much else going on in the Bogs today. Just watching the snow fall as I continue to rest and recuperate. We’ve had some pretty good squalls this afternoon, creating almost white-out conditions. The snow is mesmerizing when it’s dancing with the wind. Thank you for visiting and watching the snow with me. 🙂
Letting Go: Of catching up. Instead, I’ll start from where I am. I’m hoping to let go of the insomnia as well, but we all know that any pressure to do so will only result in the insomnia digging in and staying for a while. Instead, I’ll use that wakeful time as meditation time. And if all else fails, I’ll read. I can always use some extra reading time.