Daily Prompt: To Sleep, perhance to dream – with 0 responses?

Sleep is one-third of our lives: write a post about it. Do you love naps? Have trouble falling alseep? Wish you could remember your dreams? Remember something especially vivid? Snuggle under a blanket, or throw the windows wide open? Meditate on sleep.

Sunrise over Feldbrunnen

It is not vey often you get a sun rise from me, if at all, because that this the time when I perchance to dream. Someone somewhere wants to know a lot of secret things about my sleeping life. I also want to know a lot of things about things like was there a second daylight saving time in the States. Did I miss something? My daily prompt arrived today an hour earlier with the good old “0 Responses” title”, not that I am someone to complain. I searched through Google with the words “Daylight Saving Time in America” but found only two dates March 8 and November 1. As we now have 18th March, I realised this was not the case. We all have our problems from time to time.

I had a problem today actually, and it was all to do with sleep. Yesterday evening i ate something that did not encourage my normal sleep pattern. It disagreed with my recycling system to the extent that I collapsed into bed after taking some sort of tablet remedy. I drifted into the land of dreams to awake around two in the morning and I was convinced that a stone was lodged in my internal organ. My potato chip orgy had returned with a vengence.

Of course I love naps, they are the fulfilment of my staying awake time, especially after lunch, but this was two hours after midnight. I did not have trouble falling asleep. I had slept but the demon indigestion returned. There were no dreams, but I was longing for an indigestion tablet to disperse the feeling having a balloon being blown up in my body. “Just ignore it, it might go away” was my thought. I suppose it did go away in the early morning hours, when the sunrise resembled my one in a million photos.

I could have snuggled under a blanket, but in Summer I do not have a blanket. Throwing the windows wide open was not a choice. I was not alone with my elusive sleep and did not want to cause trouble, so I turned again. I was convinced that a sleep laying on the right side would be the solution. The balloon just shifted its place to the left, and so I moved to the left as gravity was pulling in this direction. The same result occurred when I moved to the left, the balloon pulled me towards the right. I realised that where I twisted and turned I would still be reminded of an innocent packet of potato chips. At some time I fell asleep and the balloon deflated itself.

It was time for meditation, slipping into the plans for the next day. There was a quest for food in the local super market to be dealt with and a few cleaning operations at home. I dragged myself out of bed, still feeling swindled of a night’s sleep and stumbled through the apartment trailing a vacuum cleaner behind me.

Of course I arrived at the supermarket, still cursing the potato chips. I eventually arrived home, cooked lunch and made the statement that after lunch there would be no tea or chocolate for me, just a teeth cleaning session and a golden olden after lunch sleep. I was kaput, on my knees and it is a mystery now how I drove the car home without falling asleep at the steering wheel.

I find no trace of this daily prompt in my archives, so it must be a first time one or a fluke. I searched the reader, but it seems there were dormant entries from the last time. I am now finished with today’s prompt. Time to sleep over what I have written without a packet a potato chips.

Daily Prompt: To Sleep, perhchance to dream – with O Responses?