"in the end it mattered not that you could not close your mind. it was your heart that saved you." —j.k. rowling
Waking up at six-thirty from troubling dreams the past three mornings, and having sleep paralysis episodes when I try to go back to sleep: Not helping.
Email people who might be affected by my being gone ten days--go to the store for anything we need to take--fret over whether to make copies or take the whole chant book for the schola I just joined--flutter unproductively in and out of plans for NaNoWriMo--somehow manage to schedule my busiest weeks of the fall for right before departure--wonder if I'm actually accomplishing anything or just imagining myself busy ...
If I weren't overthinking every last thing I do, it wouldn't be so stressful. Nor would everything take so long. I wonder what the remedy is for overthinking?
Ah well. In just days, all I'll have to think about is how beautiful St. Peter's is, and whether I can work any of the glories of the city into my interstellar novel.
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So, you might not want to watch Nosferatu & comment on it if you've been having bad dreams & sleep paralysis. :)ReplyDelete
Haha ... Yeah, creepy movies have a bad effect on me. :) Good post, though. If I can find the time and think of a way to join in without actually watching Count Orlok, I will.ReplyDelete