30 Days of Hypnosis

This is twice in a row that I have managed to do nine hours of sleep. If you’ve been reading this blog with any regularity, you will know that this is a really big deal.  Here with only a stone’s throw away from day 30 I am finding myself on the precipice of what may be a consistent and healthy amount of sleep.

Nothing special really happened either. I took my friend to the airport after work and picked up my girlfriend from work, did my script, ate something and then went to bed around 8:30. My girlfriend left to go check in on her dad after his surgery and came back around noon. I woke up briefly to ask how he was doing and then, miracle of miracles, I went back to sleep. I didn’t wake up again until 5:30.  And I felt really great and really refreshed. I showered, ate some soup and hit up Gamestop for Marvel Ultimate Alliance 2, which I was excited to do but again, much like with Batman, my excitement for going and getting the game did not hamper my sleep the way it might have in the past.

When I did the sleep process, I didn’t even make it to the countdown. I visualized the beach and the sun and thought about the countdown and that was it. When I went back to sleep after Summer came home I got to 98 on the countdown. BAM!

One aspect of this whole thing that has emerged that I didn’t anticipate and frankly don’t like much is the weirdness of the dreams. I can’t say they are nightmares exactly, they are just mildly disturbing and strange. My dreams today had me as a wealthy magnate of some kind in a Vincent Price sort of mansion with servants and such. I apparently had two pet snakes and for some reason, said snakes ran wild in the house and liked to sleep in bed with me. The disturbing bit came in when I discovered these snakes, who looked like bull snakes or some other non-venomous garden snakes, had little rattles on the end of there tails which made them pit vipers and thus poisonous. I tried to remove them from under the covers of the bed in which I was sleeping but they kept slithering right back in as, apparently, they ‘loved’ me and liked to snuggle. And you know, there is only so much arguing you want to do with venomous snakes. I suspect that this had to do with my cat Daisy getting under the covers all the time and that when I woke up Thunder was curled up at my side but still, it was disturbing.

Disturbing as the dream was I do have to mention a couple of things about it. The first is that, as I have mentioned, I used to have re-occurring nightmares about snakes. I had these things for years and I was terrified of them, just completely terrified. Not only would they wake me up but I didn’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of going back to sleep afterward. Now, I seem to be having snake dreams but they don’t bother me that much. For the snakes to be in bed with me, a scenario that has played out many times in dreams, is just that much more remarkable because that would have normally mean that I was going to be up for the next day or so. This time I just kept on sleeping and only mildly vexed in my dream that I had somehow managed to collect a couple of venomous pets. I kept thinking in the dream ‘well the must have had their venom glands removed or something because otherwise what the hell would I be doing with them in bed with me?’ Ah dreams.

Second, I was actually dreaming about sleeping. I think if we are dealing with breaking into the sub-conscious and slipping passed the bouncer then dreams about sleep itself is significant given that dreams are essentially a downloading and processing of information by our sub-conscious. I am not sure what dreaming about sleep says exactly, I just find it noteworthy.

Hopefully tomorrow I will be able to keep this trend up. I am liking nine hours of sleep for sure. Hopefully we can start going steady.