Monday, December 28, 2009

Monday Morning Blues...

Woke up grouchy - well, there's not much new there since most days I wake up grouchy, I am not a morning person. I would be very content to switch my day around - sleeping until 10 or 11 in the morning, and staying up late at night. Why don't I, you ask, knowing full well that I work from home and can make my own hours? Well, my 'office' is in our bedroom - I don't thing The Husband would like me tapping away at the keyboard until all hours of the night. And both The Husband and The Dog are morning people - I'd never get any sleep, they'd have me up at the usual 7:30 alarm of their circadian clocks.

Anyway, back to the other reason I woke up this morning groucy. I went to bed with a question. Have you ever done this? If you want an answer to a burning question, an question your sub-conscious has the answer to, you ask yourself it over and over again as your falling asleep. The theory is that you will dream the answer, your sub-conscious will supply you with everything you need in order to move forward. If you're interested, here's a great article on Focused Dreaming. My result was a nightmare.

Images came and went all night - my writing, my job intertwined to become chaotic and frustrating; I had to go to a wedding of a person I didn't know and I had nothing to wear; I got lost and then my car was vandalized; at one point I passed a school in the middle of Frosh and I remember telling someone in the car about my experience as a junior; I believe there was also a pizza delivery; oh, and the people I was staying with refused to lock their doors. Needless to say, I was very tired when I woke up.

Then I realized I had to do 'real work' today - the kind that pays the bills. So I couldn't roll over and go back to sleep. Which made me grouchy!

This is one of those posts that I'll look at in the future and question why I even wrote it - but, this is supposed to be a journal and journaling I am. I hope your sleep was more peaceful and you woke up on the right side of the bed. Question for today, do you remember your dreams?

6 comments:

  1. I remember some dreams, not many though. The images float around most of the time not really connected to anything that pieces all the picture together.

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  2. Stay tuned tomorrow, Tamika - I think I've figured out the connection to my question posed before bed and the disjointed images that made for a restless sleep. Sometimes I just need time to think things through...

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  3. I remember them a fair amount of the time, although never as anything very concrete (which they aren't in the first place, I suppose). The weird ones sometimes leave me agitated all day and I have to concentrate on getting out of that mood. Those are usually the ones that end up shedding light on something.

    As for deciphering, I'm usually better at Hubby's than my own, but most lately have been pretty clear. Read Stephen King's memoir in a day or so recently, and it's caused all sorts of weird things to swirl around, interesting stuff. Then last night there was the middle of the night realization that a bunch of sword and sorcery short fiction I'd been reading had absolutely no character development, it was all plot. Now I'm wondering if that market could use some character stories, or if they're set in what they want :p

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  4. Hi Janet,
    Gosh do I ever have those nights! I think I had recurring dream for about ten years - the one about showing up at school and there's a test and I haven't studied. I haven't had that one for a while thank goodness! Hopefully you will be able to shake it off.
    Joanne

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  5. Interesting how you suggest that the ones that leave you agitated are usually the ones that hold the answers. I think, after much pondering on the dream/images, I have it figured out. I'll fill everyone in tomorrow.

    And you never know about that market until you try - what do you have to lose?

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  6. Hey, Joanne - I hear you on those endless dreams. I used to dream constantly about walkin into class and having no one listen. I'd wake up frustrated, tired, and bothered. Funny, haven't had those since I quit teaching :)

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