I am so exhausted

I can barely keep my eyes open tonight.

I slept in this morning until 9:40am.  And I start work at 10am.  And work is 10 minutes away from where I live.  How I managed to shower and get there on time is beyond me.  I have no idea.  It was nothing short of a miracle.

Then this evening my husband asked me to proof-read his study paper.  And he was talking about gamma rays and channels and all this confusing stuff and I zoned out.  He must've went back to his desk.  I don't remember him leaving..

Ah, my bed is beckoning.  Goodnight, all!

Here's to hoping I wake up on time tomorrow!

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Jjim Jjil Bang

I'm cold.  I have a chill that I just can't get rid of.  If I was in Korea, I would just go to a jjim jjil bang, or public bathhouse. 

I would have a nice, hot, sit-down shower.  

I would then grab an iced mocha drink, a square pillow, and a towel.  

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I would then crawl into my own little, warm cave and have a good sleep. 

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Mmm..  sleep..

Melancholy moods

I had a dream a couple nights ago and it has stuck with me.  Ever have that happen?

I dreamed about a friend that I fell out with a long time ago.  In the dream, I was walking beside a long storage warehouse that had many doors.  The sky was hazy and the wind was blowing dry leaves around my feet.  As I was walking, one of the doors opened and I saw this friend's mother standing in the doorway.  I asked her how he was, and she said he was fine, but regretted the way things went between us.  She said he was in a difficult place right now and wished things could be different.  I then kept walking towards the end of the building where I could see a light spilling out of another open door.  A person stood in front of it.  As I got closer, I realized it was him.  He looked very sad and I told him it was alright and that we all do things that we regret.  I gave him a hug and then woke up.  All day Friday I was in a melancholy mood as a result, wondering who would next show up in my dreamland wanderings.

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I read a couple years ago that the average friendship lasts seven years.  You'll either be in different stages of life by that time, or will have parted ways.
Looking back, I notice that I didn't make very many close friends.  My family moved a lot, so I learned to be content with being alone.  I don't mind eating my lunch and enjoying a good book.  Even during high school when that sort of behaviour was frowned upon.  I ended up being very careful when making friends, so losing some of them has created a little bit of sadness upon reflection.  Some friends have grown apart, whereas others were more abrupt, for reasons known or unknown.  The unknown ones are the ones that tend to be brought up in my dreams, making me think that they are on my mind more than I'll admit.  Sometimes they are the main player, such as in the dream above, or sometimes they are someone in passing, making my head turn to see if it was really them.

These days I work harder at keeping friendships.  I have precious few, and the ones I have are special.  Also, I have to realize that sometimes things are out of my hands, and that life will take mysterious paths.

Here's to hoping for happy dreams tonight.

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I am tired today.  I worked almost 8 hours, came home and crashed.  I then had the strangest dream about working for a really old Romanian optometrist who didn't care if we had patients or not.  His wife was his receptionist, and if it was even possible, she was older than him.  She didn't even speak English.

The truth:  I do work for an optometrist.  But he's not old.  And I worked all day with a very chatty coworker from Romania.  Funny how your day spills over into your dreams.

Speaking of which, my hubby has developed a bad habit due to me.  I had a horrible sleep last night due to two factors.  The first being the two cups of coffee at 10pm.  Bad move on my part.  But the next....  I had a feeling it would eventually happen.  I have a problem with sleep-talking.  I used to sleep-walk a lot, so I figure sleep-talking is a lot safer and less embarrassing.  My husband has told me that I wake him up quite often with some tidbit of useless/incoherant knowledge that he just NEEDS to know at 4am.  How he is getting good marks at school is a miracle.
BUT, last night he was full-out sleep-talking.  Not once.  Not twice.  But many times.  Is sleep-talking 100% contagious over a long period of time?  I'm gonna say yes.

So much for him being a sound sleeper!  Oops!