When I am exhausted...
...I find that:
- My fingers don't co-operate with my brain. I'll type something, and all the letters will be there, but in the wrong order. I also have trouble communicating numbers. I think five but my fingers say three.
- I have weird dreams. The one I had last night involved me being on the run from a criminal empire, being a child staying over at a friends house, being a posh writer walking through a park and being Batman. I also picked up a premature baby (the size of my hand) who was left on our stairs for some reason. Figure that one out.
- Occasionally I'll have flashes of dreams during waking hours. For a moment, there will be a flash of blurred images and some sound from elsewhere, then I will recover.
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Des:
I am considering removing this from the list of blogs I read. Mainly cause it is updated very infrequently , and the updates tend to be more about headaches and less about stuff the rest of us are interested in :)
Posted at July 14, 2005 11:56 AM
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Dave posted this entry at 01:35 AM on June 29, 2005. This entry was posted in the category Meta .
john:
and yet you got the message out clearly
as on the topic of dreams, i know exactly what you mean, i have been havin the weirdest dreams for the last few months now, the most reacent one was, my friends and i were on the bus but it was top heavy so it tipped over down the village then my friend monica said to us she was pregnant and wanted an abortion, so she ordered my other friend declan to do it because she felt he would not take advantage of her, so when he finished his hands were covered in cob-webs then a garda came over to us and said we were not allowed to conduct that business here and we should do it in the delicatessen like everyone else (now if that aint a wierd dream i dont know what is)