Nearby is a dense leafy thicket. With the last of my will and awareness I crawl into the middle of this until I’m as concealed as I can expect to get. Carelessly brushing aside a centipede longer than my foot whose brightly patterned colors clearly advertise the poison in its bite, I curl up and let unconsciousness claim me.
Dreaming While Awake
Though I collapse sometime in late afternoon, my rest deficit is so severe that I don’t wake until late the following morning. Then I’m only jerked out of sleep by the unbelievably perverse climax of a series of bizarre, compelling and ultimately upsetting dreams juxtaposing my mild marital adventures back in Amsterdam and the sss that has somehow come to so dominate my mind. And believe me, I use the words ‘dominate’ and ‘climax’ intentionally.
