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Oh, the insomniatic mind (?)
Whether it be the mental menu of things to do, the curiosity of what family members might be up to 48 hours from now (a poker game, a turkey sandwich perhaps), hopes of catching a glimpse of the full(ish) moon, or just the clucking & chatter that I can normally ignore or write off as a dream .... I have the propensity to do this with upcoming travel or emotional trauma, but I wasn't aware of either being on the table ... not that one would "plan" the trauma part. I had almost dozed off a second time when the Captain's phone chimmed - announcing a text message I think. But it's not as if it woke me ... it simply nudged me over the edge. That is, pushed me to the breaking point of getting up, rather than pretending I could go back to sleep. I know, with all reality, that if I am cognisent of the current time & temperature (from the projection on the ceiling) on more than 2 occassions .... I may as well get up for a little while. It's actually more of a rest for my brain anyway- to let the words, thoughts, blah-blah-blah flow out onto paper or cyberspace- rather than try to hush it. It's been the case since I was in high school. A poem, a creative writing idea, whatever .... would tap away at my brain. Sometimes, I would dream that I was writing things in my sleep, only to wake & find that it wasn't a dream after all. Let those creative juices flow I always say. Well, actually, I have never said it til now ... but I will from now on ... then "always" will be appropriate. Oh my gosh ... what if my insomnia is a result of guilt & shame for talking the Captain into putting up the Christmas lights today. What if I am being punished for my sacrilegious act of besting our neighbors in this endeavor! They must have been crushed to come home and finding our home looking like something out of a Thomas Kinkade holiday post card collection! (?) They too are probably lying awake at this hour .... perhaps sobbing into their pillows, anguished at the defeat. How could victory be sweet after such heinous behavior? Oh, who am I kidding .... I know for a fact that Danno is already planning his revenge! For all I know, he has already removed all the light bulbs from our festive display. And with the finish of this not-so-poetic rambling of mine .... I believe I feel a yawn coming on. nite-nite