Post for July 5th 2012

5 July 2012

Sometimes I wake up disillusioned from the events of the night, confused as to which realm is reality. A mid-afternoon nap can take an amazing turn when an hour of sleep feels like so much more. For a moment I am confused, is it 6:00 am, or is it night..what day is it? A moment passes before I am able to shake the confusion and switch on the T.V. to know for certain the time of day. Since my husband began working nights, our sleep schedules often do not coincide so I often rest at awkward moments waiting his return home. In these restless moments I dream in unusual quantity, my nights were always dreamless in the past. Often when I awake I am angered or disturbed by the actions of the people that I encountered in the night. Were they real? No, of course not, but I find myself taking out my frustration on the people when I encounter them the following morning. It is amazing the web of confusion that is woven in our subconscious as we sleep, events strung together until only a sleep deprived mind can make sense of them. My sleep deprived mind, my subconscious playing tricks on me, the boogie man under my bed, all so real yet none of them are there when I awake.