Sunday, October 29, 2017

Very rough.

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The last three sleep cycles, just today, have been harsh. Waking to pain, bumping pain while sleeping, and seemingly unable to find a comfortable position in which to sleep.  Waking for the third time today I may have found the problem.  It is rather warm.  That messes with my hibernation sequence.  I'll bet bears wake grumpy if the temps are too high early on.  Bios aren't fast start devices, not meant to be.

I will keep an eye on it.  I sleep best, always, at 64 and cooler, leaving my room open in the winter.  Not sure how cold it gets, though below freezing outside the covers is common.  The only downside is the chill if getting up for any reason.  Under the covers I produce enough heat for two.  Women still don't like it because of the eventual requirement for a chill.  I may use the ac if it gets too warm.  The fan isn't enough.

Oh, dreams.  Have you ever raced a woman to get undressed?  I have.  I had almost forgotten.  Urhm, more than once.  My what wonderful fun.  Sometimes helping her, tripping, high art vaudevillian slapstick.  Sex is good, great if you arrange it and for it.  But everything else around it is what I remember most.  Gosh, what memories.  Enough to convince a man to fall in love again... not just the sex, but don't exclude that.  The smiles, laughter, shared and mutually satisfied hungers, play, and moments of weight.  The dreams were all good that way, if the bittersweet hits as I write.  Some things can't be uncoupled.  Just remember to enjoy the events, smile, laugh, tease and more.  You'll get much more mileage.

I have a bit of good news on the food end of things.  Problem is loose lips sink ships.  Lets just say an old want has been satisfied.  I am truly not a foodie, merely a classic consumer, some suggest from before my time.  I'll leave the reasonableness of the various sides of that notion for others to  discuss.  I know nothing if I am very suspicious.  Debate even that as you will.  Or chill with a glass of milk and a grin for all I care.  I am.

Yeah, painpills.  Sleeping in heat is terrible.  At least I probably figured it out.  Just wasn't expecting it to get this warm again.  Later.

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