Dreaming wide awake

I went to see Inception yesterday. It was a good movie.

After the movie the return to reality was a painful one. I usually dream a lot, but lately, as I've been suffering from insomnia, I haven't been able to dream that much. Watching a movie all about dreaming made me exhausted as I realised how I lacked dreams and proper sleep. I went home, took a shower, and went to bed. I woke up 13 hours later. I don't think I dreamt much, because I can't remember any of the dreams.

Ok, sure, everyone dreams all the time, but only occasionally those dreams are remembered. I've been able to remember my dreams almost every morning, because of which my friends have been labeling me as a freak. I like dreaming, I like sleeping, and remembering dreams comes naturally.

Insomnia is my worst enemy. Sleeping little may appear as if I had a lot more time to do things, but the more I stay awake, the less I get done, and the more restless I become. I need healthy, natural sleep. It's rare these days. In addition to stress, the weather is keeping me awake. The air in the room is stale, but the air outside is too hot. Freshness is found only in the water.

Next time I'll write about something more interesting. I'm still groggy after those 13 hours.