Mushroom of Leave
Sep. 26th, 2018 09:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoI felt a little better today. I had a fever last night, which may explain some of the crappy feeling. I only slept 4 1/2 hours. The last three nights have gone 6 1/2, 5 1/2, 4 1/2, which is a pattern, but not a nice one. I dreamed I was listening to an opera by Philip Glass, with libretto by William Blake. It seemed so natural that when I woke up, I wondered if Glass had already written that, but apparently not. I had to go back to bed for a nap, so that messed up my entire day. With nap, I got back up to 6 1/2 hours.
This is hard on a person who was raised by a man who got up at 5 am and by mid-morning was rampaging around the house growling, "It's 10 am and the day's half over!" I feel like the most COMPLETE slacker. I do get up at 5 am, but I don't DO anything because I'm in a stupor. I remember when the kids were teenagers, I used to watch this phenomenon with interest and some impatience: they would sleep late, then get up and noodle around aimlessly until late afternoon, then suddenly take a shower, and be ready to do something or other about 4 pm. I was all like, "4 PM? SERIOUSLY??" But now, I'm the same way!
I went for a walk for the first time in three days, but it was one of those things where my mind said "Let's go" and my legs said "Can we stop now?" It was near sunset, and I was rewarded with clouds: angels and white horses flying over soft grey hills painted with silver light.
This is hard on a person who was raised by a man who got up at 5 am and by mid-morning was rampaging around the house growling, "It's 10 am and the day's half over!" I feel like the most COMPLETE slacker. I do get up at 5 am, but I don't DO anything because I'm in a stupor. I remember when the kids were teenagers, I used to watch this phenomenon with interest and some impatience: they would sleep late, then get up and noodle around aimlessly until late afternoon, then suddenly take a shower, and be ready to do something or other about 4 pm. I was all like, "4 PM? SERIOUSLY??" But now, I'm the same way!
I went for a walk for the first time in three days, but it was one of those things where my mind said "Let's go" and my legs said "Can we stop now?" It was near sunset, and I was rewarded with clouds: angels and white horses flying over soft grey hills painted with silver light.
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Date: 2018-09-27 04:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-09-27 12:21 pm (UTC)