Well, it is tonight now. Today is Memorial Day. How grand. I don’t know any dead people. Not that died in military service, anyway. My family has no plans for the day.
Read more of the Hitchhiker’s trilogy today. Not terribly much to think about that’s new. But, seeing as that hasn’t stopped me yet, I’ll just ignore it and write anyway. Perhaps I will get some good stuff out of my sleepy brain. Sleep. Interesting concept, that. Largely for physical recuperation, but also, supposedly, to regenerate mentally. I wonder if it’s really a mental issue or if it’s a physical brain issue. I sort of lean towards the brain. Dreams would seem to be an argument for that, at first glance, but I’m not sure how well that works, since we don’t dream all night long. So unconsciousness… no, maybe not. Unawareness? What goes on in the mind during non-REM sleep? It would be nice to know. Perhaps, after mastering the art of remembering dreams (if that is ever possible), one could try to remember what, besides dreams, there is in sleep. Hm. Bit of a quandary there.
What, exactly, is a quandary? I shall look it up. Good thing I’m still online; it’s dark in here, and the dictionary is upstairs, besides. While that’s going, back to the subject.
Oh, yes. If there is no awareness, we will never remember them. But, since non-REM sleep is deeper anyway, remembrance may be pretty darn near impossible anyway. So it can never be proven that we aren’t aware of it. Interesting. Usually, in terms of proving awareness, it’s impossible to prove that we DO know something for sure, and easy to prove that we don’t.
Well, now, this is an interesting site. www.wordsmyth.net. Rather good stuff. It’s a dictionary/thesaurus, online. I’ll have to use this more often.
Hm. Sleep is an interesting thing. I suppose it’s another thing encompassed by my search. Drat it all, I often wish I were normal. Normal people are happy with their lives, aren’t they? Or, at least, reasonably comfortable. I guess I can’t say that people are happy when they aren’t. I guess I’d like to think I’m a special case somehow. Do others struggle with a sense of identity like I do? Not just a sense of "where do I belong in society?", which is what I really think most people are asking themselves, but "In what state am I to exist, and how do I FREAKING GET THERE?!?!?" Sigh. Life would be easier if it weren’t. I guess I have to take it, however it is.
There’s another thing. "Deep" thoughts. What makes a thought deep? I’ve had many thoughts that people called "deep", that I thought were pretty commonplace. Perhaps I am inherently a deep thinker. I don’t think so. There have been things, such as the Tootsie Roll Pop analogy, that I thought were fairly deep, yet were brushed off by people around me. I’d like to think it’s just because – why did I capitalize the "it’s" back there? (I know, you can’t see it ‘cause I deleted it.) Perhaps because I’ve been writing "I" a lot, such as the "I’ve" so fresh back there. I’d like to think it was brushed off as "not deep", or whatever description befalls a not deep thought, because they didn’t really understand what I meant.
Speaking of him, I wonder if those images really were prophetic. I wonder if I’ll find out what’s going on with him. Probably. If he stays around I’ll see him around every now and again (at least at church), and if he goes elsewhere he’s the sort of guy almost sure to write back and stay in contact. So I’ll be able to follow him through church one way or the other.
Holy cow, I’ve nearly used my page already. I hope those thoughts were sufficiently thought. What else has there been?
I shared the gist of the Unified Theory with my friend tonight. Sleepiness was claimed, so I’m not sure how much was absorbed. Then again, I suspect involvement with other things and that "sleepiness" is a politeness. If so, I hope it's known that I don’t need it. Though if I say that, offense will be taken whatever the case.