a.) for me, the most important word in the phrase "sleeping arrangements" is sleeping, not arrangements.
b.) i seem to have finally regained control of some aspects of myself that allow me to not be urinated upon without taking some kind of action. this is welcomed!
c.) it also seems that the trade-off for this was that i lose control of some other parts of myself, such as: ability to lose weight, ability to shut the fuck up when appropriate, ability to leave situations well enough alone, ability to empty the contents of my brain when necessary.
d.) dreams have returned. i have them nightly now, and remember them often. they are extremely vivid. not scary at all, but involving wild plot scenarios that leave me feeling bewildered upon awakening. Such as: pulling off an interstate exit and arriving at someone's house that I did not know, that house belonging to a family of Appalachian people from the 1920s, finding myself stuck there for some reason, and eating roast pig and drinking coffee for dinner. Or finding myself working for a catering service, a catering service located in my current office building, being charged with bringing a rack of trays of salads outside but not being able to find my way outside at all, rolling the rack through the building for hours, through a huge multi-floored restaurant, and finally washing dishes my the ghost of my mother. Or even better, finding myself living alone at a mash-up of the two apartments I've lived in, eating cereal in the afternoon, finding the Cinnamons at my door and serving them blueberry muffins that I'd just made. I could on and on. But why?
5. I must be extremely oddly shaped. I simply cannot find pants in my size. I've tried for six months, and just today traveled to Indianapolis to a store that should have many pants in my size, but did not.
6. I don't know.
b.) i seem to have finally regained control of some aspects of myself that allow me to not be urinated upon without taking some kind of action. this is welcomed!
c.) it also seems that the trade-off for this was that i lose control of some other parts of myself, such as: ability to lose weight, ability to shut the fuck up when appropriate, ability to leave situations well enough alone, ability to empty the contents of my brain when necessary.
d.) dreams have returned. i have them nightly now, and remember them often. they are extremely vivid. not scary at all, but involving wild plot scenarios that leave me feeling bewildered upon awakening. Such as: pulling off an interstate exit and arriving at someone's house that I did not know, that house belonging to a family of Appalachian people from the 1920s, finding myself stuck there for some reason, and eating roast pig and drinking coffee for dinner. Or finding myself working for a catering service, a catering service located in my current office building, being charged with bringing a rack of trays of salads outside but not being able to find my way outside at all, rolling the rack through the building for hours, through a huge multi-floored restaurant, and finally washing dishes my the ghost of my mother. Or even better, finding myself living alone at a mash-up of the two apartments I've lived in, eating cereal in the afternoon, finding the Cinnamons at my door and serving them blueberry muffins that I'd just made. I could on and on. But why?
5. I must be extremely oddly shaped. I simply cannot find pants in my size. I've tried for six months, and just today traveled to Indianapolis to a store that should have many pants in my size, but did not.
6. I don't know.
