My brain continues to be odd at me. I was surprised at being able to get back to sleep for another sortakinda two hours, but I kept slipping back and forth between sleep and waking and was frequently unsure which state I was in. (So I'm not sure how much sleep to count it as, but it was all during a two hour span.) Having sleep paralysis (the mechanism that keeps us from moving our limbs when we're dreaming that we're walking or whatever) carry over into the waking state (something that happens to me once in a while; I'm not sure whether it's related to the fibromyalgia but I suspect that it is) did not make it any easier to tell when I was awake and when I was asleep.
At some point I had a vision of Perrine walking, then running, seen as if in a movie or a video (based on angle of view and motion of viewer / zoom), and I decided I wanted to play games with the sound track, possibly show parts of it in slow motion, generally tinker with it to make it something other than random video of a cat. I got the idea of dubbing in footsteps so that it sounded as though she were wearing high heels. The moment I came up with that idea, I found myself in a dream where a Foley person or a recording engineer (I wasn't sure which) started throwing questions at me like, "What type of heel, and how high? Stiletto, stacked, Cuban? All four paws? Metal-tipped?" The whole two hours was like that -- switching between: clearly dreaming, clearly awake and able to roll over, clearly awake but not able to move immediately, not sure whether I was awake or not, having ideas which I could be having in a dream or awake and no particular clues either way, having been awake but suddenly having dream elements appear with no discernable transition, thinking about the mini-dream just ended with no idea how long I'd been awake, and just generally losing track of it all.
I kept mostly-waking-up, thinking of an idea I really wanted to write down, plug into Google, or type up here, but not being quite awake enough to do anything about it. (The cat video with stiletto heel sound effects seemed important enough that I just repeated it to myself to make sure I'd remember it now.)
When I woke up enough to decide I absolutely had to get some water and take my Prilosec, my head felt like it was stuffed with cotton -- still does to a large extent but I mostly notice it when I move. Not so much a feeling of pressure as a perception of ... stuff in the way of thoughts and sensations trying to get where they're going.
I'm going to need more sleep sometime this afternoon. As fascinating as some of the ideas I was having this morning seemed to be at the time (not that I'm certain they'd be as interesting with my brain fully engaged), I'm hoping that I get more sleepish sleep the next time I lie down. I need to get some restorative sleep.
And at some point I need to see whether I can do that video sound editing on my Mac at home. I'm pretty sure I can (though I expect there to be a bit of a learning curve when it comes to tweaking the timing and adjusting the volume just so, and so forth). Wheee, yet another project to add to the list of "someday I want to get around to _____" ideas.
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A friend of mine was producing a radio feature. He phoned their sound archives: "I need a machine-gun shooting." "Hm. What caliber? How far is the target? Shooting to kill or to distract? Long or short bursts? What kind of emplacement, in the open, in a foxhole, in a bunker?" and so on. He reports that the tone of the archivist was approximately "you oaf, you can't ask for a generic sound, it always has a meaning and a context".
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I have a feeling that "it always has a meaning and a context" is going to stick with me, and I'll hear that in my head ifwhen I ever do wind up dealing with that sort of thing.
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I've had days like that. It's creepy, and paranoia-inducing.
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And for keeping track of wake/dream, try keeping a notebook next to your bed, and if you think you are awake, write down the time. That should give you a rough idea.
I know that you can't always be awake enough to do this, but it would be a start.
And remember, extra hydration can usually help almost anything.
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I liked doing the dream journal. Perhaps I should start doing that again.
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I'm not sure whether this is related to the ability to drive up to twenty minutes while asleep (aparently the transitions from wake to sleep and from sleep to wake while driving are considerably more dangerous than the twenty-minute driving-while-asleep span -- I'm not sure what happens after twenty minutes)
Human sleep is a very odd phenomenon. Or set of phenomena.
(Hmm. Thinking about the driving-while-asleep thing, I recall in my younger and less-willing-to-pull-over-for-a -nap days, I found it disconcerting to wake up on a different highway than the last one I remembered driving on. Apparently I managed to negotiate a familiar exit ramp in my sleep. A couple of those experiences, and I got scared enough to put a blanket in the car and start trying to figure out when I needed to stop and rest.)
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