Insomnia @ 3am – nothing worse. This morning I was having a kewl dream where I could breathe under water, but then I swam past some seaweed and suddenly I was half in bed, half in the aqua. You know when your brain gets smart on you and says ‘Hang on I’m about to wake up NO I want to keep dreaming’ and then it tries to chase the dream? This time it lost. So I was laying in my newly washed sheets (best day of the year) thinking ‘Don’t move Sprink, stay still mate.. don’t move’ like I was going to trick myself into believing I was still in Ringo’s Octopus Garden. But computer said no, and I moved and all the blood went rushing around my body and it was like I had just done a vodka Redbull at Silvers circa ’98.
So I lay there, wide awake making lists in my head about work stuff. Then I started thinking about making a speech at my old high school. Then started thinking about being on the Ellen show, and was wondering what I would be talking to her about.. like why was I there? What had I done to be there, where did I get that dress from, why was she laughing so much.. but like why, you know? I filled in a few hours with that and ended up drifting back to sleep 15min before the alarm went. Can’t stop thinking about Ellen now and I’m really disappointed with myself.
