Blah Monday Tuesday
Feb. 17th, 2004 09:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thistlechaserFive hours of sleep are no where near as nice as eight. No way, no how, all I wa--zzzzzz.
Why is it that in my dreams I do things that would sicken me if I did them in waking life? Last night I had a dream that there was a test going on, and everyone involved had to fight someone else taking the test (like in Naruto and HxH). I got lucky and had to fight the only person there who was actually worse at fighting than me (she was even a dwarf!), but man, what I did makes me want to vomit. I grabbed her by the hair at the back of her head and SLAMMED her face into the concrete sidewalk over and over again. Twenty times, thirty times, over and over. Her face was bloody and broken, but she couldn't fight back and wouldn't give up, so eventually I got frustrated and just quit (and failed). What a horrible horrible thing just to watch, let alone feel like I've acted out.
I went walking this morning, and for the first time since I started walking I didn't enjoy it. Blah. I have no idea why -- I wasn't hurting and I wasn't overly worn out by the walk or anything, I was just bored and frustrated that I wasn't walking more (farther). Blah.
And what's the deal with feeling hungry but not feeling like eating? Mumble. My stomach is growling, and while I have two pieces of fruit, I don't feel like eating anything.
C'mon, brain, work with me here. I know you're the cause of every single one of these issues. Be good or I'll stab you with a pencil!
Why is it that in my dreams I do things that would sicken me if I did them in waking life? Last night I had a dream that there was a test going on, and everyone involved had to fight someone else taking the test (like in Naruto and HxH). I got lucky and had to fight the only person there who was actually worse at fighting than me (she was even a dwarf!), but man, what I did makes me want to vomit. I grabbed her by the hair at the back of her head and SLAMMED her face into the concrete sidewalk over and over again. Twenty times, thirty times, over and over. Her face was bloody and broken, but she couldn't fight back and wouldn't give up, so eventually I got frustrated and just quit (and failed). What a horrible horrible thing just to watch, let alone feel like I've acted out.
I went walking this morning, and for the first time since I started walking I didn't enjoy it. Blah. I have no idea why -- I wasn't hurting and I wasn't overly worn out by the walk or anything, I was just bored and frustrated that I wasn't walking more (farther). Blah.
And what's the deal with feeling hungry but not feeling like eating? Mumble. My stomach is growling, and while I have two pieces of fruit, I don't feel like eating anything.
C'mon, brain, work with me here. I know you're the cause of every single one of these issues. Be good or I'll stab you with a pencil!
