Blank

I’ve been sitting here, half asleep, trying to figure out what I’m inspired to write about this week that won’t take me long because I just don’t have the energy to do anything that might take a little while, but my mind is just blank. The dog woke me up early today, which I wasn’t expecting at all, and now I’m trying to come up with a topic while I keep falling asleep and dreaming about a large man with long hair and a big, bushy beard beard…he looks like Hagrid, but in these dream snippets he and a couple of other guys are squatting in the house The Bearded One and I are in the process of buying, and they can’t fathom why we don’t want them staying there. And after I finished typing that last sentence, I dozed off again for a second, but in this dozing dream I was dealing with some kind of humanoid created who was lurking in my parents’ barn, but nobody seemed to think it was a problem except me.

I don’t know what any of that means except maybe that I’m just really (really, really) tired. I didn’t get enough sleep last night, and there’s a lot (like, a LOT a lot) happening in my life in the next two to three weeks, and my brain is probably overwhelmed trying to process what is happening and what’s going to happen. And although my subconscious is probably trying to tell me something with these little dozing dreams about beings who won’t leave, or are causing me trouble, my conscious brain can hardly stay awake long enough to type a whole thought.

So I’m giving up for tonight. I’ll finish my final projects for the classes I’m taking this week, and then maybe I’ll have half a brain cell to think about writing something a little more meaningful next week. …maybe. And after I typed that one I dozed off again and dreamt about a guy who isn’t the brightest and his girlfriend who…actually I can’t remember what she was doing now. Regardless, my body clearly needs sleep, and so I will acquiesce. I hope I didn’t type anything too weird here. I don’t even know how many times I fell asleep trying to type out coherent thoughts, but I’ll be surprised if, when I look at this after a good night’s sleep, it actually makes sense…