12 to 5

Just little tales of what might happen between 12 and 5am.

12am...

My eyes close, but my mind is wide awake, so I try something my Dr. suggested, I shut off everything except the computer.  Fantastic flame glows red like fire, the crackling wood sound effect and low hum of the music, makes for a perfect soother.  I lay back on the bed and close my eyes.  I start the hypnotic process... relax, relax, relax, my toes, my feet, my calves, my thighs, my legs, I work my way up my whole body, finally arriving at my tired but perked up mind.  I imagine myself floating... I count my way up... 1- I am relaxed, 2- I am relaxed, 3 and 4 and 5 and 6, relax, relax, 7, 8, 9, on 10, I will be fully relaxed and able to sleep.  10 -SLEEP!

Amazing, I am floating, I feel, well, light as a feather.   But that feeling of relaxation has yet eluded me.  Instead, the air is charged and my lids are transparent.  I can see everything, including myself lying on my bed.  This isn't working, I need to sleep...

I decided to wake myself and just take a pill. Something that I probably should have done in the first place.

This is a funny thing, I am still floating, I can still see everything, including the metal table my body is lying on.  I keep trying to call out, they don't hear me.  I am screaming, crying, cussing...  I'M STILL ALIVE!

There is a trigger, a count down from 10 to 1, then you wake, but you have to put that in place first.

I forgot...

 

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