How strange.

So. Usually I’m afraid of sleeping at odd hours (like
5 in the afternoon, or 10 in the morning) because of the half-asleep half-awake
limbo paralysis thing. After Dariel’s mother’s interment, I went home and
couldn’t hold off the sandman; it must have been the heat.

So I slept. And I dreamt I was in
half-asleep half-awake limbo paralysis. I didn’t actually have it, but I dreamt
I was having it. That requires me first dreaming that I’m asleep, then dreaming,
then partly waking. All while I’m sleeping.

Before that I was dreaming I was a
contestant on Fear Factor, and did mean tricks with a Segway.

After all that, I’m ready to sleep
again.

Or maybe not.