OK, so I can’t sleep. I’m still mildly sinus infected and/or dealing with whatever that was at the beginning of last week, and recovering from my weekend get away to TJ. I should have passed out the second I hit the pillow. That would make sense. Since when have my sleeping patterns ever made sense, though.
A lot of the time when I can’t sleep, it’s because I’m obsessing on one particular thought or series of thoughts. Sometimes it’s because I’m excited about something. Tonight it seemed like I just had the vague sensation of having forgot something. Like, maybe I had forgotten to think of something or obsess over it. Maybe there was some future conversation that I hadn’t imagined yet and run through twelve hundred times in my head. One of these days, I’m going to be better at meditating that stuff out. Well, actually, I can meditate it out, but meditation doesn’t put me to sleep. Me’da says it works for him, but for me, it sort of heightened relaxed state, so it’s like I’m too focused on being relaxed to be relaxed enough to fall asleep.
Whatever. Rambling. See this. This is why I don’t sleep. This is exactly what goes through my head.
Anyway, so I’m sitting here on the computer, and I’m reading blogs, and I see this one blog on Feministing about a documentary, and one of the people interviewed in the clip is an author. Next thing you know, I’m looking her up on Amazon, and buying three books.
Aarrrggghhhh! I need to go to sleep before I buy any shoes. I don’t need shoes. I don’t.
Anyway, here’s the trailer for the documentary that started this all: