{"id":312,"date":"2005-09-18T14:33:05","date_gmt":"2005-09-18T19:33:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/homemaderavioli.com\/woodstock\/weblog\/?p=312"},"modified":"2005-09-18T14:33:05","modified_gmt":"2005-09-18T19:33:05","slug":"nocturnal-emissions","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.homemaderavioli.com\/woodstock\/weblog\/2005\/09\/nocturnal-emissions\/","title":{"rendered":"Nocturnal emissions"},"content":{"rendered":"

I haven’t been sleeping well. That in and of itself isn’t news; I’ve suffered from chronic insomnia for about a decade, and, unfortunately, it’s not the kind of insomnia on which BigPharma has chosen to concentrate. Falling asleep is never a problem: it’s staying asleep, not waking up every single time I move, and I move a lot, that’s the issue. Lately, though, I have been sleeping right through no matter when I go to bed which is unfortunate since the reason I haven’t been sleeping well is that I’m having nightmares.<\/p>\n

When I was a kid I managed to absorb the old wives tale that if you dream you die you actually do die. Somehow that got wound up with falling so I had a lot of dreams about falling when I was a kid, the kind where I’d wake up just before I hit the ground only to find that I was about to fall out of bed. Oddly, though, the one time I remember actually falling out of bed when I was a kid there was no associated dream.<\/p>\n

Some of the nightmares I’ve been having have obvious causes – it doesn’t take a genius to figure out where the dreams about rushing water, searching for loved ones, high winds, and being attacked by water moccasins<\/a> come from (note to self: stop reading hurricane coverage). Some of the nightmares, though, confound me.<\/p>\n

Last night there were two, one that was simply disturbing, even given its content, and one that had me awake in bed, scream literally dying on my lips as I listened to my heart pound in my ears. In DC every Halloween we have an event in the gay area of town called the High Heel Race<\/a>. It’s exactly what it sounds like, a bunch of drag queens in full get up racing the two blocks that run through the middle of bar district. In last night’s dream I was going to the race with some friends but my costume wasn’t quite together. I still needed the Superman shirt with the big S on it in red. During the search for said garment I some how wandered into the equivalent of a biker craft fair where the artisans were none too friendly what with me being and outsider to their community, dressed like a freakzoid superhero, and obviously queer. I suppose I should have been more disturbed by this dream seeing as how I woke up right before someone stabbed me to death.<\/p>\n

The dream that really bugged me though was short and terrifying. I was having a perfectly ordinary meal, I think I was eating with my mother, during which I moved my jaw to chew something and all of my lower teeth fell out in a bloody clump. Just thinking about it now, more than a dozen hours later, sends a horrible little ripple of fear through me. At least I’ve stopped wanting to scream.<\/p>\n

I have no idea what’s going on in my head, but I do know if I don’t get some sleep soon it’s not going to be pretty.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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