March 24th, 2009
I’ve been having the strangest dreams out here in the woods. And so vivid, more vivid than any dream I’ve ever had at home. I think it’s because it’s so hard to sleep out here. I have no idea how much sleep I’m getting, all I know is that I go to bed as soon as it’s dark and I get up about a half hour after it’s first light. So technically that should be like ten hours of sleep these days. In reality it feels like I’m up the entire night. I can’t seem to stay in one position for more than half an hour before some part of my body cramps up or falls asleep and I have to move again. Supposedly if you put all the little bits and piece of sleep together it adds up to six or eight hours, sure doesn’t feel like it. You’d think it’d be easier to sleep after hiking twelve miles, but no. Anyway I think that’s why the dreams are so vivid, I keep waking up a going back to sleep. The weird part is that they always happen in the area I’m sleeping and with the people I’ve talked to that day. Sometimes Aimee or Alison gets thrown in, but otherwise it’s pretty local.
The other weird thing that happens is that after thinking all day while I’m hiking, I get into camp and sit down to write here or in my journal and can’t remember a damned thing I was thinking about. There’s a trail term for it, but I can’t remember what it is.
March 25th, 2009 at 1:49 pm
AMNESIA