Ode To Writers Block

Funny how you can...
So there I was...
Most of the time...
If...
There are times...
Oh, wait...

When I grow up...
You had to...
I remember...
The greatest memory...
So many things...
What was I saying?..


Hmm...
Blah blah blah...
Need to focu..s...
Damn you writers block...

I am so weird...

So many nights seem to be about passing the time till I am tired enough to fall asleep. There are only so many times that a person can watch the same movies over and over again. Tonight is no different. I am still waiting to be tired enough to drift off for a few hours of restless sleep before the jets start taking off in the early hours in the morning with what seems like a very unessessary amount of noise. I am reminded of my other deployments and having the same trouble sleeping. Many of those nights were just spent sitting out in the common area and chain smoking half the night away in silence. The funny thing about it all is that at home I am able to fall asleep in a heartbeat. There are too many things that float in and out of my thoughts. It's like a random playlist of ideas, worries, memories and wishes. I'm still looking for the pause button so I can relax and sleep.

The Next Morning:

All of those random things followed me in to my dreams... I have a weird imagination! I think the only thing missing from the dream was a dinosaur roaming around. The dream had my old neighborhood in great detail, me riding a bike through gravel, a procession of mourners who followed a strange religion that required them to take naps (thinking about joining now) and an international basketball game with absolutely no one with talent that takes place in a generic high school gym then switches to a marksmen compitition in a parking structure in a giant city where I talk to a chipper heavy set swiss girl who wants to know if there is a good swiss resturaunt around. None of this makes any sense to me and I'm not going to try and figure it out either! I'm just happy that I slept...

My 15 minutes of fame

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