Sep. 18th, 2007

6 am and awake since 4:40 ish.

Woken up by a variant of an earlier dream: I'd been a negligent pet owner and the sickly abandoned rodents bred and bred and bred until they produced too many sick offspring to count - and it was my fault.

Hard to get back to sleep after that.

When I'm awake, what swirls around in my head like nothing else - and what has, for years, swirled around in my head like nothing else - is this feeling of being unable to speak.

The  most common form of this is my tendency to run into bands of old-fashioned lefty discourses that tell me (usually indirectly but occasionally to my face) that I have no right to be saying what I'm saying - that my mouth is selling us out. Might as well write it out.

I did something right over the weekend.  Even though I'm really short on sleep today, I seem to have shaken the feeling of overall fatique and leaden limbs. I have more energy - not like caffeine energy  - my body just feels light.

Sleeping in a damp tent?
Vitamin B supplements?
Racing across winding roads?
Eating more animal products than usual?
Being near the ocean?
Extended emotionally-relevant conversations?

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