Sleep, etc.

[azurelunatic]

I don't know what's up with me lately. I just haven't been finding the time to get the sleep I obviously need.

This morning, I thought I'd slept enough... only to find myself looking like refried death until well after noon, and exhausted by six.

*sigh*

I haven't even been able to string very many coherent thoughts together in a row.

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[sionainn.livejournal.com]

I'd wondered if it was because I was so tired.... but it's cause you aren't sleeping much. I understand now.

Do you want me to try and tell you each time you "visit"? Cause sometimes you "tell" me in my dreams not to tell the consicous you. (I am allowed to say that much). So you've been making appearances and though I remember that much (it's a distinct feeling upon waking of having Dreamt) it's not ususally worth mentioning. Or, I am instructed not to mention.

I don't know the other personalities well.... but it's as if one or several do not wish for the others to know certain things. I don't Know the things... I just dream of them.



I really don't know what I'm saying...... but I think you understand.

[azurelunatic]

Um, please do.

I am *never* aware of being in the dreams of someone else unless they tell me about it afterwards. I don't know why. I'm frustrated, because I think I should be able to know this.

Conscious me would really like to know what's been going on...

[sionainn.livejournal.com]

But you don't think that any of the others would keep something from you that would be hurtful, right? And they would have your best interests at heart... So what if there was a very good reason I've been "asked" not to say anything?

(No, I can't remember anything in particular. I know I Dreamt but I half think that your dream-self actually "told" me to forget, and so I did).

More and more often I am remembering that I've Dreamt, but cannot remember what happened. That in itself is a big red flag, hmm?

[azurelunatic]

No, I don't always have my best interests at heart.

Gha.

[sionainn.livejournal.com]

So I am to tell you of every instance of your visits that I remember?

[azurelunatic]

Please.

I do not remember them. I do not ever remember them. My only way of knowing if they happen is if you tell me.

When you tell me, I find things familiar in them, and I recognize them, and so forth -- but I never remember dreaming them. It's like discovering a notebook I've never seen before, and certainly haven't written in, but with my handwriting inside describing an imaginary landscape, after someone comes back from their vacation there with photos.

[sionainn.livejournal.com]

And what am I to say to the other you... uhhh... the you that visits... if she asks me not to tell this you. Do I ask her why? Do I just ignore her? What if my vague feeling that she is doing more than just asking, but rather CAUSING me to forget is true?

[azurelunatic]

Asking why would probably be the best course of action...

It may well be Marah's unconscious side. Sheesh. Not bad enough to have *one* unconscious...

If she's causing you to forget, then that's a matter for iroshi.

[sionainn.livejournal.com]

I'm probably just being paranoid. It's just unusual for me not to remember my dreams if I remember that I've dreamt. But it's been happening a LOT more of late (as I've mentioned).

I usually retain at least a few imagery-snippets or at least the feeling of a dream.

*shrug* I don't know.

[azurelunatic]

Neither do I.

[sionainn.livejournal.com]

But YOU have to know!

I'm the amateur here.... YOU are the one with the answers. Remember? REMEMBER?!?!? *nostrils flaring*


*grins* Just playing... I should be sleeping right now. Yes, now. Sleep will be MINE. Very soon my sweet. Deep, lovely sleep.

[sionainn.livejournal.com]

Please ignore the madwoman above, she is not dangerous, just really really really scary.



BOO! *runs off to try and find some sanity*

[sionainn.livejournal.com]

*shutting up now*

[azurelunatic]

Funny...

...that's about what my Senior said to me when I was training with her not three years ago.

[azurelunatic]

Wait. No. Strike that. Reverse. I said about that to her. And then she said what I was saying-in-my-head: "But... I'm not the one with the answers... hell, I'm just making most of this shit up as I go along! I don't know how to do this!"