My sleeping periods lately have been incredible.
Each one feels like it's many hours long, and in mot cases is actually restful. In the past few weeks I felt like most naps made me more tired if anything, so this is a nice change.
Also, every single time I sleep now, I have a vivid memorable dream that seems to take place over a long period of time. In most cases I wake up after the dream and before the alarm. Here's my latest dream:
I signed up for a new gym. This one was weird - it was all shiny black and metal, and basically you go and get your own small cubicle to work out in. The first cubeicle I went into didn't have much equipment. Different cubes have different equipment. The next one was a bit better, but I was getting tired of carrying my stuff around. I had my laptop, mp3 player, and TI-89 calculator. Someone in the gym commented on my calculator.
All of a sudden, there was a small fire in the common area of the gym. I had a tough time making it out because I had to carry all of my stuff, which kept falling out of my hands.
I made it back home and noticed there was a fire there too... my stuff was slowly getting burnt up and I couldn't do anything to stop it. I met with some friends at this fish store (there was acutally a whole fish thread woven into the story, but it's too long to write here) that was owned by a friend of a friend.
When I made it back to my house, there was another fire there. It was small but persistent and kept burning my stuff.
I talked to my friends the next day and it turns out that all but one of them had a fire in their house as well. We decide that it wasn't coincidence and go back to the fish store. The owner is shady and sells guns in the back. I wanted to buy AK-47s, someone else really wanted M16s. I woke up during the argument.
As far as I was concerned, she was perfect. She was at least as smart as I was, was a dancer and had the body to prove it, and had a smile that could disarm the national guard. Let's call her Julie.
So, like an earthworm stalking it's prey, I put my usual game on her. Since my last flowchart was so popular, I've made another one to show you how I dealt with the ladies back then:
Nedless to say, things went slowly. We hung out nearly every day for the last couple months of our Senior year summer vacation. Like many guys, I was totally oblivious to her attraction for me. One morning Julie came over really early while I was still sleeping, and squeezed into my twin bed with me. I woke up, and assumed that she must be tired - it didn't even occur to me that she might like me. Finally on the last week of that vacation she said to me,
Leaving places where everything is right "just because."
I just arrived in Beijing. The air is cold and crisp, the pace is fast, people are wearing suits and carrying briefcases and the general vibe here is I'm on a mission.
I hate cold weather except in small doses, and I haven't spent more than two weeks in a cold-weather place during a cold time of the year since... I don't know when, it's been a long time. A few years.
I forgot how the cold makes people move fast, crisp, not dally, not lounge about... it's refreshing. I feel like I'm in New York a little before Christmastime, which (shitty cold weather aside) is one of my favorite times in one of my favorite places in the world.
But let's about traveling (and life) mistakes. The biggest mistake I've made, by far, is leaving a place where I'm very happy or productive or I've got a good workflow. Occasionally, everything is just right somewhere... and when everything is just right, I'd recommend you milk it for all it's worth.