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Mar 25, 2006 11:57

So it finally (unfortunately ) hit me last night what the dream was about. Here I was working on a video clip that I'm putting together for my website ( whenever I get it finished ), the SciFi channel showing the same episode of Dr. Who for the 10th time in a row in the background ( odd habbit I picked up a while back to have SciFi on to keep me company when I work ) and out of nowhere I got one of those wonderous headaches that brings on the insta-cold sweats, turns my eyes blood red and has me all but crawling out to find medication in a state of near delierium. Needless to say sleep was a rough experience for me last night. As a matter of fact I'll be crawling back in to bed in a few minutes no doubt ...

That type of headache always hits me in the same way, having gotten them for my entire life you'd think I'd recognize the warning signs sooner by now. It always happens the same way :

1) Go through a prolonged period of intense stress, the kind that has me sleeping very little if at all, more often than not finding my mind wandering to strange thought patterns like questioning weather or not I'm secretly insane and / or being spied on / stalked by my creepy neighbor who keeps getting into his truck whenever i leave the house, driving to the same location but parking 100 yards off and then just sitting there etc ...

2) One day I hit a breaking point - aka I wake up feeling like everything is OK, the stresses seem to have never existed to begin with and I have an unexplainable burst of creative energy that tends to lead me to some of my best music / paintings.

3) Within 24 hours the headache hits me, most often they come on too quickly for me to have much chance to react. Once not long after I moved to Chicago I was at the check-out paying for groceries at the store directly across Sheridan Ave. from my apt when the headache hit me. In the time it took me to get across the street I was in tears and had fallen over 3 times from the pain hitting me so hard that I nearly blacked out. That one landed me in the hospital a few hours later when my roomates came home and found me on the living-room floor. Yep.

I don't usually analyze my dreams or even write about them often, but that one seems fairly strait-forward now that I think about it -->
Stressed ( about moving / the show I felt apprehensive about ) >>> Excited / happy ( the upcoming 'date' and bumping into my friends ) >>> Within minutes everything came crashing down around me ( the odd ending to the dream, even the very un-like myself thoughts of violence ).

The whole cycle is right there had I simply paid attention.

On that note, time to crawl back into bed.
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