wasting away in sleep

o slumber, how i've missed you.

i've spent everyday in bed this week past 10 a.m.. the day's plans cancelled or postponed. i feel a bit guilty for not getting too much done, but at the same time i love that can sleep and sleep and sleep. reminds me of my 23 hours of straight sleep back in uni.

i've had some interesting dreams, that's for sure. not sure if it's because i've stayed up so late, or because i've tried some interesting recipes these past few days and my stomach is going all dalí on me. once i dreamt some random lady in my apartment was there to sue me (b*tch) and i got so p-o'ed. but no, she was our guest along with the other people who just moved in next door... the next night i dreamt someone life was on show like a movie with all the formulaic components... and just now as i write i awoke from having someone telling me about their actions in a great war. i'm a pacifist (and not passive - whose meaning is very different when announcing to the world "i'm passive", also learnt that this week) so this dream was a bit b'wha. wonder if it has with novemberance day today.

sleep deprived - overslept. that's me.

hic extraneus sum