EVERY SINGLE DAY last week I had to get up extra-early for some reason or other. Which means feeling sleep-deprived for hours. Then not being able to sleep. Sleeping deeply. Then getting woken up too early and feeling sleep-deprived again. You know the pattern.
So come the weekend and no need to get up, of course I slept in, dreaming for hours. And because I ever so intelligently watched a Halloween horror film on Friday night my night was full of ghouls and demonic terrors.
What makes this a hundred times worse is that somehow, when I was younger, I learned not only to speak in my sleep but to yell and scream. Which means one single nightmare can wake the entire house. Yes, lovely business. I'm only posting this because I've nothing else to say. O yeah: and it's raining...
Profiles in Recovery - I will write something "real" soon... but in the mean time there is this. It's "real" but it's recycled. Lol Much love and care to all.... Annette
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