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Interruption
Yesterday was pretty great, hung out with Matt and watched Kamikaze Girls together. It's nice having a guy who actually likes that stuff and isn't stealing my BTSSB to clean his Holden with.
It kinda sucked that such a nice day was complimented by the usual nightmares soon after. Kinda really getting sick of my traumatised little subconscious replaying what happened 3 years ago with various graphic twists :/ You'd think after this long the nightmares would stop, but no, I still get them around 4 nights a week. And sometimes I wake up and for a brief second have this feeling of "Oh it was just a dream, maybe she's not really dead!" and then the standard angst kicks in and blah. Some nights I wish I never had to sleep again.
Then again, given my current uni workload, never sleeping again may well be a possibility. I forgot how different writers and journalists are. So many creative types get the speel of "Oh wow, you're such a good writer, these stories are great! Why don't you get into journalism?" It's kind of like saying "So you like ham sandwiches? Ever thought of getting a job at a slaughterhouse?"
I should probably start editing that interview I recorded at The Mana Bar like a week ago...
It kinda sucked that such a nice day was complimented by the usual nightmares soon after. Kinda really getting sick of my traumatised little subconscious replaying what happened 3 years ago with various graphic twists :/ You'd think after this long the nightmares would stop, but no, I still get them around 4 nights a week. And sometimes I wake up and for a brief second have this feeling of "Oh it was just a dream, maybe she's not really dead!" and then the standard angst kicks in and blah. Some nights I wish I never had to sleep again.
Then again, given my current uni workload, never sleeping again may well be a possibility. I forgot how different writers and journalists are. So many creative types get the speel of "Oh wow, you're such a good writer, these stories are great! Why don't you get into journalism?" It's kind of like saying "So you like ham sandwiches? Ever thought of getting a job at a slaughterhouse?"
I should probably start editing that interview I recorded at The Mana Bar like a week ago...