Yay, Ceiling Tiles. One, Two, Three, Four...

[the_gneech]

I was up until entirely too late last night, and then when I finally went to bed, I found myself staring at the ceiling for long stretches of time. I don't know what was the deal, my brain just wouldn't shut down. I wasn't thinking about anything in particular, it was just a sort of neverending chatter, like having my brain's equivalent of CNN Headline News switching topics every eight minutes. Gradually, the fitful moments of sleep got longer and the long stretches of ceiling tiles got shorter, until suddenly the radio was nattering in my ear and it was morning.

I feel okay this morning, not dead-eye tired as might be expected, but strangely vapid ... it's sorta like that chattery part of my brain that comes up with Fictionlets and would have all sorts of commentary on watching Full Metal Alchemist and finishing The Bard's Tale (which both happened this weekend) just isn't connected. Or is only partially connected. It was connected enough to write this post about how unconnected it is, anyway.

We'll see how the day goes on; either my brain will engage, I'll start falling asleep at my desk, or I'll just keep floating on a cloud of vagueness, I suppose.

I think some bottled frappuccino is in order, in any case!

-The Gneech

PS: Strictly speaking, my bedroom ceiling doesn't have tiles, just plaster. But you get the idea.

Comments

[frostdemn.livejournal.com]

Hmn. Should I point out that you've been counting tiles that don't exist?

[jamesbarrett.livejournal.com]

Been there, definitely done that. -Frisk

[torakiyoshi.livejournal.com]

I've done that all too often. A good way to counter it is to start a mantra, of sorts. I usually recite Psalm 23 or the Beattitudes to myself until it stills my mind enough and I doze of to a very peaceful sleep.

Have the best

-=TK

[the-gneech.livejournal.com]

Alas, that generally just makes my brain frustrated 'cause it has to "talk over" whatever I'm trying to make a mantra out of, causing me to tense up instead of relax. Thanks for the suggestion, tho. :)

-The Gneech

[torakiyoshi.livejournal.com]

Yer welcome. :)

Have the best

-=TK

[jamesbarrett.livejournal.com]

I generally just listen, take notes, and resign myself to a night with very little sleep. Usually, once I've written something down, my mind tends to go, "Hey, he wrote something down!" and promptly quiets down, like my participation spoiled all its fun. -Frisk

[iamertai.livejournal.com]

I seem to recall that Chesterton wrote an essay about lying awake in bed. He said that he wanted to tie a peice of chalk to a broom handle, that he might draw on the ceiling.

Just an option.