Well I thought I had this nightmares thing sussed out, go to bed around 3am, have shit dreams, wake up around 6, 9, 11, whatever and get the fuck out of bed right away and distract myself for the day, hopefully forgetting the horrors of the nightmares and getting on with my day, until the next night.
But recently I've gone back to sleep after the usual 'get up' moments and I've had the fucking weirdest vivid fuckedup dreams, but not nearly as terrifying as usual. Something interesting this way comes.
In other news, all the shit that my mind has been processing trying to get some perspective on my scars manifested itself physically, I was just feeling some closure on the scars thing and bang, headaches from hell, acid indegestion to the point of puking and zero appetite for a comple of days combined with stress headaches due to the muscles in my neck going crazy. had a couple of days of that and now back to normal.
sometimes what works through the mind can burst out into the body.
anyway, I'm still occasionally sitting with my back to the door in cafe's and resteraunts and I even got on an underground train without feeling like the world was ending again recently. hurrah!
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