A very kind friend put me up at his place the other day after I told of having very early matters to attend to in his neck of the woods. I was glad to accept his generous offer, as it made things considerably easier on me. I knew however that I would probably have some difficulty sleeping there. I knew that without having seen his place, because that really doesn't enter into it for me. Like plenty of people, I just cannot sleep too well away from home.
It really was a nice place. I am a fan of hardwood floors, which this place had. It was nice and cool, which is nothing to sneeze at in such weather as we have been experiencing. I had my pick of perfectly comfortable couches with all the blankets and pillows I could hope for. Still, I struggled to succumb to the Sandman. Isn't that an odd attitude, that I would fight to submit? Funny or not, that was the situation I was faced with.
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Monday, September 5, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Crashing
For a few months there, I was living at one place after another for short stretches of time, but each time it was long enough to almost get fully invested in the place. I guess we're supposed to call that 'couch-surfing', even though I was sleeping in my own bed in a bedroom each time. It wasn't too bad, although it wasn't ideal either. I'm happy to be in a stable place where I live now, and my family's home (where I was over the holidays) is still like that also even though my bedroom there disappeared a long time ago.
What's tough is sleeping any place where I will be for as little as a day or so and maybe just a bit more. It might as well be a house of eggshells I'm in considering how gingerly I walk for the time I'm in such a place. Even in the home of a good friend, I'm in a kind of paralysis. Oh, it's basically fine as long as that person is accessible, but they eventually will go to sleep with a few perfunctory advisements about the place. The fact remains that I don't know where almost anything is or how to work the things I can find. I try to just not touch anything if I can help it, as I certainly don't want to do any harm. Perhaps partly as a result, I tend to not sleep very well in such situations. I'll do anything to get back to my own bed if I can.
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What's tough is sleeping any place where I will be for as little as a day or so and maybe just a bit more. It might as well be a house of eggshells I'm in considering how gingerly I walk for the time I'm in such a place. Even in the home of a good friend, I'm in a kind of paralysis. Oh, it's basically fine as long as that person is accessible, but they eventually will go to sleep with a few perfunctory advisements about the place. The fact remains that I don't know where almost anything is or how to work the things I can find. I try to just not touch anything if I can help it, as I certainly don't want to do any harm. Perhaps partly as a result, I tend to not sleep very well in such situations. I'll do anything to get back to my own bed if I can.