With so many changes in my life - it is no wonder I cant sleep very well at nights. I've tried everything and to no avail - every night I lay there in bed - thinking, which as many people know - is like a slow kind of self-torture (at least for me, and most of the other girls I know).
Last night I read until I thought I couldnt keep my eyes open any longer -- 11:30 PM. I shut the book and turned off the lights and that was my mind's cue to wake-up. So I lay there for and hour an a half at least, trying to will myself to fall asleep and all of the sudden I start to smell smoke.
At first I just figure it is someone smoking outside, and try to ignore it - after you've had someone try to break into your apartment you try to ignore most noises - or you'd go MAD! So after 10 minutes of smoke smell I get up. I look at the clock 1:00 AM - Great I have to get up for work in 5 1/2 hours... I walk into the front room smelling around... still the smell, but no flames... I look out the window for signs of fire or smoke.... nothing. It seemed almost like the smell was following me...
So then - wide awake by now - I decide, there has to be a fire somewhere so the logical thing would be to get the collars on the cats so if I have to run out of my apartment and they run away too - at least they'll be identified. I chase the cats around and force them to wear the bells around their neck.
My next thought is, I have to change what I am wearing - if there is a fire - I dont want to run outside in my worst PJ's. So I change clothes into something "presentable" and then I lay in my bed waiting for the smoke. I start to think about what things in my apartment I would save -- how I would be able to pull Lola (the anti-social cat) from under the bed so she didnt get burned to death. Then I started to think about maybe I should store my photo's at my parents house and then I thought, that isnt what they are for - then I'd never be able to just pull them out.
And then I realize.... The smoke MUST be coming from my brain -- I am overworking my poor mind so much that it actually started on fire....
And then I rolled over and tried not to think so much -- for another hour or so.... woken up through-out the night by the bells on the cats collars -- I cant take them off.... Just in case...
