Sunday, April 22, 2007

Sleeping

I love the little nether region I find myself in between getting ready for bed and actually getting into bed. I check my email one last time or do a crossword puzzle. I listen to quiet music specifically. It is like my brain links the act of doning pyjamas as time to start telling the brain to sleep. I can feel it happening. Its like I'm drunk. Every synapse, every appendage, every blood vessel begings to slow down, realizing they will have little work to do in the next 8 hours so. My brain will regulate my breathing and dreaming, if dreaming itself is even up to the brain or just a biological byproduct of the cycles of sleep. Its like I get to a certain point and suddenly I feel like I writing this or doing something from a point beyond sleep. Or it could just be the Ambien. But that is another story.
What I am trying to get at. What I want to say. I put on my pjs and somewhere my mind knows its time for bed and the brain gets going but then I start doing a crosswordpuzzle and I fight against my body. My body wants to sleep. Its an interesting sensation.
But I also have a lullaby. Damien Rice "Sleep, don't weep."
sleep don't weep
my sweet love
your face it's all wet
and your day was rough
so do what you must do
to find yourself
wear another's shoe
or paint my shelves
there's times that i was broke
and you stood strong
i think i found a place
where i ..
sleep don't weep
my sweet love
your face it's all wet
'cause our days were rough
so do what you must do
to fill that hole
wear another's shoe
to comfort the sole
there's times that i was broke
and you stood strong
i think i found a place
where i feel i will..
sleep don't weep
my sweet love
my face it's all wet
'cause my day was rough
so do what you must do
to find yourself
wear another's shoe
or paint my shelves
there's times that i was broke
and you stood strong
i hope i find a place where i feel i belong
sleep don't weep
my sweet love
my face it's all wet
'cause my day was rough
don't weep
my sweet love
my face is all wet
'cause my days were rough


and I shall leave you with that. Good night

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