I woke up today having one of those "at least top 5" weird feelings. Lately I've been sleeping at the foot of my bed, rather than the proper direction where the two pillows are up top. This was a random habit of mine when I was a kid, I can't really recall when or why I would do this... I just did. Anyways, I woke up today with my feet on a pillow and it struck me that at that moment, while my eyes were still closed and there was no direct light from an affirmative direction, that I could be sleeping in either direction! When I opened my eyes I was lying at the foot of my bed, yet again, and I then realized that I, deep down inside, knew that I was.
I was just then asking myself what was going on in my life to reverse me that way, why did I change the direction in which I was sleeping. I started to think about my stress and whether that was the answer to this pivotal question in my average life. Maybe it was. I noticed that I started craving cigarettes again. I actually smoked two, one today and one yesterday. That's a lie, I smoked one the day before that too... that's three. Three strikes.
I am remembering my life before my move home and I am missing certain aspects that I never thought I'd miss again. I miss being alone. I miss the beach. I miss being a slave to knowledge.
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