Davide Castel Davide Castel
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This is a really funny para. not it's content about your debt, but the way you wrote it all. 'The touch of the Sandman, so gay?' Why gay? or did you mean gay as in happy? or maybe even like a child?

Allen Clarke Allen Clarke
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Gay is another word for homosexual. Now, don`t get me wrong. I`m no gay-basher. There are probably people whom I work with who are secretly so. Everything is so dark and mysterious nowadays. Don`t you find?

Davide Castel Davide Castel
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I know gay is homo. but I thought you meant it to be as in happy? that's why I found it funny about the way you described the Sandman.

Davide Castel Davide Castel
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Sleep tight! You sure you are not drinking? because bags under the eyes happen also when people drink, and A red nose too!

Davide Castel Davide Castel
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Maybe the guys are reading as well as us girls?

Allen Clarke Allen Clarke
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Remember, Lucy, I`m the ``tongue in cheek`` guy. My writing is clearly not for everybody. One might say...I`m an acquired taste.

Davide Castel Davide Castel
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No Allen, you are original, that's what makes you different. There is more to you than meets the eye. You present one version to the world and the other to your family. Every so often, I see the real YOU come out.

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I was sleepless in Prince Albert, so I thought I`d ramble a little. Hope you don`t mind.


      I often wonder as to why people can`t sleep. Perhaps it has something to do with a sense of not having done enough throughout the day. Or is it because of unfinished business? If not that, then, is it perhaps because restlessness comes out of a compulsion to think too much on matters that are beyond one`s control? Take myself, for example. At this very moment( when I should be asleep), here I sit clicking away on this computer. Now, one might argue that I am still awake simply because of my fowled up circadian rythyms. Or more precisely...my Canadian circadian rythyms. Now, if I was from Quebec, I would have to say...my Acadian Canadian circadian rythyms. Sorry, I just had to throw that in there.


     Then, again there is also the ugly possibility of guilt. Sometimes when I can`t sleep, I get to soul-searching. Now, I know there are those peculiar birds who can ``rest unabashedly`` under any and all circumstance. Sometime during the interval when the sun sets and it rises I have to come to grips with my lack of honesty. Or, I suppose one might meander off to consider the possibility that there may be an underlying medical condition. Let`s face it, your body will tell you when there is something awry in your physiological make-up.


     I have a recurrent hiatial hernia. In fact, I believe that is partly the reason why I am still up and about at 2 in this AM. Of, course, it doesn`t help matters much being ass-hole deep in debt. I won`t elaborate on that one. Even though, financial difficulty is probably one of the major causes of insomnia, eventually; sleep will come. It always does. Who can resist the touch of The Sandman? I can`t believe I said that. It sounds so gay! 3 comments


     Lately, I started developing sand-bags under my eyes. It`s little wonder though, as  I often do the midnight shift. What can I say? It`s my bread and butter. A day job would be nice, but then again, so would a million bucks. Funny how everything seems to lean toward that all-important dollar. It figures, since a man needs money to buy a bed, right? Sorry. I`m feeling a little bushed, so I`ll talk at ya tomorrow. Maybe I`ll dream up a little more lively commentary on this subject. See ya later, girls. 4 comments


      My flip-flop shifts ill afford me to rest well these days. Some days, I know how a fried egg must feel being flipped around on the griddle like that. Today, I go back on the afternoon shift from 4pm to midnight. Fortunately, I work with a 76 year old gentleman who is more than happy to do all the footwork. Funny, I thought I noticed another chin filling out on my already chubby adorable face. I man the surveillance cameras in between sloshes of coffee and scoffs of thick mince pie. Gottsta fuel the machine, you know!


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