I know this isn't a new phenomenon, but that moment when you're trying to
calm down or relax before bed and your imagination runs away from you. For instance:
trying to sleep and I keep tossing and turning and think, I can just
visualize myself to relaxation. I think, calm as the ocean, but then
immediately question myself. The ocean isn't calm, it's always moving.
Okay then, breaths like wavelets lapping the shore. For a little while my breathing is slow and even. But then I wonder if
the tide is coming in, and the waves start getting bigger and faster
and my breathing follows suit. Soon I can see a giant wave forming on
the horizon, and storm clouds are boiling in to shore. Finally I'm
laying in bed wide eyed having survived an apocalyptic storm. Scavenging
for bread I wonder if soon I'll have to eat the bloated corpses of farm
animals and what were once house pets. When I finally get to sleep my
dreams are all horrifyingly graphic scenes of deciding whether to eat a rat or a cat raw since there's no dry wood for a fire and rolling
blackouts abound.
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