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A sort of gravity thing. Even so, I am up, proportionally earlier. Down at 02:30, perhaps later... that was the last time I saw. Up by 10:00, actually a bit earlier... fifteen to an half hour earlier. So, only seven hours down. Still, it's an uncomfortably wake. I don't feel at all good, or about it. But it is time. I need to get feed and water going.
On the good side, that massive headache which has been a plague was tempered by aspirin last night. It has been a suffering something awful, all by itself, for days. The ibuprofen did nothing. Ignoring it did nothing. I took another handful today. It isn't as bad, sleep was painless unlike since it started, but at waking it... is back... coming back. It is lighter but I am so very tired of being that pained. I will try aspirin again. I try to go without, but sometimes the need is greater than the want.
Strange dreams, but they dissipated with the sun. In part because I was too tired when I went to bed, and when I woke. Other dreams, remembered, recently, but not important. Not all that interesting either. Sharing a cab with a worldly man, while trying to track down... where I used to be, where I lived for a while, given inheritance of a place I used to know, reside within. I just couldn't remember, and he was just interested in business, so we had to take turns calling locations. It... might mean something to some of you. And I see some things in it. But just... personal things.
A shower, first thing, this morning. I did get the port shredded, bagged, and refrigerated last night! It was the last thing done. It was pleasing to watch as it was done and stowed. Now, to craft a barbeque sauce for it. As well, laundry was all done, and the last load put in the dryer, at least the first time. I'll need to do a morning dose on it, to shake out any remaining moisture.
A trim before the shower. A shave after? Hopefully. Then chores. Gaming as a rest period thing, work as I am able, and keeping up on the waterers. It's cold out there. I'll bet it's just as cold as yesterday. It was down to 50 upstairs? Weird. I haven't checked outdoors yet. Chores, a few business calls, a familial call, and cleaning in the bathroom and kitchen to begin. Yes. That's the plan.
Ugh, but I feel so wretched. Nausea... light, headache, a general worn feel, tossed in with a vague ill sense. I'll figure it out and try to get to it anyway. Good morning and day.
"Sharing a cab with a worldly man."
ReplyDeleteOkay, I am fascinated enough by the particular logic of dreams to where I'm driven to ask what it was about your cab companion which made him "worldly"? Was it just the unique nature of dreams wherein the dreamer can automatically identify the nature of people?
Oh, that. No, I saw it and viewed it through his actions, words, and thoughts... thought processes. He was absolutely intent on doing business. He would not forgo his turn to choose the next location for the cab to go, even if... as I went places and remembered... I hit upon a place that lead to another even close by place. He was too interested in doing business and making money to see I was in actual distress, trying to find my... way home? Something like that. He was all business, with no personality, kindness, or else exhibited in any way. While not what I would call a thick-necked man, I could say a coin-twisted one? Something like that.
ReplyDeleteFurther... I actually, after thinking about the dream, believe I was all the parties involved in the dream, just at various points in my life. The driver, the driven man, and the... repentant, or returning man. Returning to the ruins of a life once known? Abandoned in my rush for gain, or glory, or... whatever seemed just over the next rise? I don't always believe I am all of the characters, actors, or such... this time I think so.
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