Wednesday, September 4, 2024

Remembrances of Things Past

 No, not Proust. Just some vague reactive unconscious spasms bordering on the edge of thought.

   For example, if I'm on the computer late at night or in the wee hours of the morning, and for some reason on some site, sound suddenly blares out, I get the feeling it is disturbing the sleep of another. Just a flash, not really a thought.

   The other night, I was in the bedroom and happened to lie down on the bed, and unexpectedly fell asleep, or anyway almost asleep. I had left the tv on in the living room  and in my stage of sleep, or semi-sleep,  the murmur of  voices and muted sounds were oddly comforting, I suppose as reminiscent of other times when others were watching television after I had gone to bed.

 Maybe, after all, there is not that much distinction between what we perceive as our dream state and what we  call our waking hours. We're there for both, right?

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