The Night I Was Oceanic Flight 815...
Jun. 2nd, 2005 08:37 amOccasionally, especially when I fall asleep with a headache, I wake up in a peculiar way... my mind thinks it's a whole group of people, instead of just one. I have trouble thinking my own thoughts because I have trouble picking out 'me' from the crowd of voices. It's very disorienting and disturbing. The voices aren't just in a vaccuum, they're usually in some situation, perhaps something I dreamed about just before I woke up. One memorable time they were in a war.
Last night, probably because the LOST premiere rerun last night shortly before I went to bed, I was Oceanic Flight 815 just after a crash. I remember thoughts about both being dragged as a wounded person, and about being worried about the person we were dragging. I remember thoughts of Jack, Locke, and Sawyer in particular. It took about 5-10 minutes before I was even able to regain my composure enough to get up out of bed, although once I did it helped matters - the voices quieted and I was able to make it to the kitchen for an ice cube to put on my head. Still, even as I went back to bed and tried to soothe my head, the voices would keep coming up, I'd keep having collections of worries that didn't really apply. I could sense 'me' more clearly, but I had to try to focus to think my own thoughts, and the sense of being more than one person was there for some time. Luckily I managed to fall asleep again.
Last night, probably because the LOST premiere rerun last night shortly before I went to bed, I was Oceanic Flight 815 just after a crash. I remember thoughts about both being dragged as a wounded person, and about being worried about the person we were dragging. I remember thoughts of Jack, Locke, and Sawyer in particular. It took about 5-10 minutes before I was even able to regain my composure enough to get up out of bed, although once I did it helped matters - the voices quieted and I was able to make it to the kitchen for an ice cube to put on my head. Still, even as I went back to bed and tried to soothe my head, the voices would keep coming up, I'd keep having collections of worries that didn't really apply. I could sense 'me' more clearly, but I had to try to focus to think my own thoughts, and the sense of being more than one person was there for some time. Luckily I managed to fall asleep again.