Don't turn your back, don't look away, and don't blink...

Insomnia and nightmares. Serves me right for reading scary ghost stories while in the house alone. Slept with lights on, fitfully, drugged with valerian and passionflower, until I remembered how extremely psychically warded Adam had made our house. Nothing can get past the oak tree, not malevolent spirits nor benevolent spirits. I knew this, I tried to remember this. Silly imagination was silly, I said. Luna slept on or against my legs all night, purring.

I do very, very badly with irrational fear. One frightening tale or film and I huddle against my headboard for hours when I should be sleeping, waiting for Something that grins a skeletal grin to creep onto my bed and touch my face with a decaying hand. Can't watch trailers or previews for horror films, particularly Japanese horror or remade Americanized Japanese horror. Can't read horrifying ghost stories that read in the second person. Not without dealing with a screaming, shivering, shell-shocked inner child. I should have left that webpage after the first few stories, really, but morbid curiosity is morbid. Particularly when I must sleep completely alone.

I'll go for a quick walk, to clear my head. Need to take the bus to the CVS, to refill a prescription. Seeing people will calm me.

Tomorrow calls for snow showers. Sigh.

Don't turn your back, don't look away, and don't blink...

Insomnia and nightmares. Serves me right for reading scary ghost stories while in the house alone. Slept with lights on, fitfully, drugged with valerian and passionflower, until I remembered how extremely psychically warded Adam had made our house. Nothing can get past the oak tree, not malevolent spirits nor benevolent spirits. I knew this, I tried to remember this. Silly imagination was silly, I said. Luna slept on or against my legs all night, purring.

I do very, very badly with irrational fear. One frightening tale or film and I huddle against my headboard for hours when I should be sleeping, waiting for Something that grins a skeletal grin to creep onto my bed and touch my face with a decaying hand. Can't watch trailers or previews for horror films, particularly Japanese horror or remade Americanized Japanese horror. Can't read horrifying ghost stories that read in the second person. Not without dealing with a screaming, shivering, shell-shocked inner child. I should have left that webpage after the first few stories, really, but morbid curiosity is morbid. Particularly when I must sleep completely alone.

I'll go for a quick walk, to clear my head. Need to take the bus to the CVS, to refill a prescription. Seeing people will calm me.

Tomorrow calls for snow showers. Sigh.

Don't turn your back, don't look away, and don't blink...

Insomnia and nightmares. Serves me right for reading scary ghost stories while in the house alone. Slept with lights on, fitfully, drugged with valerian and passionflower, until I remembered how extremely psychically warded Adam had made our house. Nothing can get past the oak tree, not malevolent spirits nor benevolent spirits. I knew this, I tried to remember this. Silly imagination was silly, I said. Luna slept on or against my legs all night, purring.

I do very, very badly with irrational fear. One frightening tale or film and I huddle against my headboard for hours when I should be sleeping, waiting for Something that grins a skeletal grin to creep onto my bed and touch my face with a decaying hand. Can't watch trailers or previews for horror films, particularly Japanese horror or remade Americanized Japanese horror. Can't read horrifying ghost stories that read in the second person. Not without dealing with a screaming, shivering, shell-shocked inner child. I should have left that webpage after the first few stories, really, but morbid curiosity is morbid. Particularly when I must sleep completely alone.

I'll go for a quick walk, to clear my head. Need to take the bus to the CVS, to refill a prescription. Seeing people will calm me.

Tomorrow calls for snow showers. Sigh.

The cut on my finger is already healing

Prescriptions gotten, dinner consumed, fatigue setting in, exercise happening, massage oils and aromatherapy applied. Going up and down stairs still does not hurt. *ponders this*
Luna has been all over me, with the head-butting and the grooming and the meeping and the hugging. Ahh.
I've been having dreams in which I am taking classes in web design. A possibility. Although my dream-self rarely uses her left hand, which puzzled real me. And in the dream my cane is always with me.
I still haven't found my Vertigo tarot deck. I don't know why this has been upsetting me so much.
I also feel unusually saddened. I can rarely pinpoint the source, and this is no exception. I need to look at sleeping and adorable felines more.

The cut on my finger is already healing

Prescriptions gotten, dinner consumed, fatigue setting in, exercise happening, massage oils and aromatherapy applied. Going up and down stairs still does not hurt. *ponders this*
Luna has been all over me, with the head-butting and the grooming and the meeping and the hugging. Ahh.
I've been having dreams in which I am taking classes in web design. A possibility. Although my dream-self rarely uses her left hand, which puzzled real me. And in the dream my cane is always with me.
I still haven't found my Vertigo tarot deck. I don't know why this has been upsetting me so much.
I also feel unusually saddened. I can rarely pinpoint the source, and this is no exception. I need to look at sleeping and adorable felines more.

The cut on my finger is already healing

Prescriptions gotten, dinner consumed, fatigue setting in, exercise happening, massage oils and aromatherapy applied. Going up and down stairs still does not hurt. *ponders this*
Luna has been all over me, with the head-butting and the grooming and the meeping and the hugging. Ahh.
I've been having dreams in which I am taking classes in web design. A possibility. Although my dream-self rarely uses her left hand, which puzzled real me. And in the dream my cane is always with me.
I still haven't found my Vertigo tarot deck. I don't know why this has been upsetting me so much.
I also feel unusually saddened. I can rarely pinpoint the source, and this is no exception. I need to look at sleeping and adorable felines more.

It's A Cold Burn

Dear Epilepsy: Stop it. Stop it right now. STOP IT.
Dear Amygdala: You are not helping.

Going to lie down now.

It's A Cold Burn

Dear Epilepsy: Stop it. Stop it right now. STOP IT.
Dear Amygdala: You are not helping.

Going to lie down now.

It's A Cold Burn

Dear Epilepsy: Stop it. Stop it right now. STOP IT.
Dear Amygdala: You are not helping.

Going to lie down now.