sweet dreams, buttercup.
i'm not sure how much sense this will make:
i was sleeping on the couch in a very uncomfortable position and kept half waking up and trying to coax myself to sit up and get some work done. well, instead of actually sitting up, i kept repeatedly falling back asleep and having the following dream:
i sit up on the couch and think the wall is the floor and am generally disoriented and can't see straight. then i walk toward the door and collapse onto the floor because i'm so dizzy and lightheaded and start calling to my roommate katie for help, but can only speak in whispers.
i seriously had this dream, like, 10 times in a row. and at no point did i really know it was a dream. finally, i must have actually managed to whisper "kattttiiieee...." because she said "yes?". i think that broke the unbearable cycle, at least for long enough so that i could think about killing myself. as always, i opted to wake up instead.
moral: sleep deprivation is not a fun drug.
-joanna