December 27th, 2000
"I dream of wires."-Robert Palmer-
"Send me the pillow that you dream on."-Hank Locklin-
"You wake from your dream with a wolf at the door."-Elvis Costello
I've become obsessed with dreams lately. Or maybe they've become obsessed with me. No matter when or where I fall asleep, I'm harassed by visions from my fevered frontal lobe. I lay in my bed and I twist and I turn, my head just full of rapid eye movement, until I finally startle myself awake. My sheets are all tangled up and my pillow is thrown on the floor, and my forehead is beaded with sweat. I'm only sleeping a coupla hours a night and I spend the day with that real tired feeling aching down into my bones. It's not a real pleasant way to spend the week, lemme tell ya.
Yesterday I fell asleep in the living room where Lan was working and she got so scared of my sleep mumblings that she woke me up to get me to stop. She said I sounded like I was drowning......Hearing that from her kinda scared me a little. Maybe I have a brain tumor or something and this is my brain's way of telling me about it.....Maybe I'm losing my mind.....Maybe I already lost it long ago.....
Man, I sound like a whiney 14 year old, don't I?
Never mind, I don't wanna get into it. Mostly I dream of Adam and those thoughts are personal demons, better left not written down.
OTHER STUFF THAT'S NOT HAPPENING IN MY SUBCONSCIOUS
Got a flyer e-mailed to me the other day from the Casadega Chamber of Commerce. If you've been a faithful reader of Freakylinks then you've heard all about that wacky little paranormal town out here in Central Florida. If not then you should check out my previous entries regarding this spiritualist mecca in my stories on the vomit spewing psychic and / or the photographic aura catcher.
Looks like this time the whole town is turning out for a big whop-de-do. I plan on attending and if you're in the area you should too. You can look for me out on the main drag. I'll be the one walking around in a daze from lack of sleep.