The symptoms of sleep paralysis include sensations of noises, smells, levitation, paralysis, terror, and images of frightening intruders. Once considered very rare, about half of all people are now believed to experience sleep paralysis sometime during their life.
Sleep paralysis strikes as a person is moving into or out of REM (rapid eye movement) sleep, the deepest part of sleep. During REM sleep the body is largely disconnected from the brain leaving the body paralyzed. Sleep paralysis is the result of premature (or persistent) mind-body disconnection as one is about to enter into (or exit from) REM sleep.
Sleep paralysis occurs most often after jet lag or periods of sleeplessness that interrupt the normal REM patterns. It affects both sexes equally and occurs at all ages but is most common in teenagers. Sleep paralysis can be familial and may be genetic (inherited) in some cases."
Jewbuz H Stalin. This explains a lot. There goes my explanation (it wasn't that silly).
I should honestly not be on my blog right now. My Public Law book is of a gargantuan composition and so far has bested me in more regards than one.
Why than am I being of the same nature as those who bitch, moan and do not rectify? The same inexplicable reason as they are of that nature. No better or worse off than them.
My perpetual visitations upon your blogs is during the time when I am typing out drafts for posts. WHICH I should not be doing but it has always been this annoying, inconveniently vile habit of my mind to feel inspired when I am studying. And when I say inspired, I do not mean in real terms of creative-prowess. This personal, sub-conscious plane which I have yet not acquainted you with yet for lack of enthusiasm, where jingoism of purple, homage paid to random patterns of marble, creamy is functionality and all nouns growing up to be adjectives is commonplace. Rarely published.
My play is a go. Duago shall be done by the end of this summer. I need a mime-choreographer. My brain refuses to keep the process at bay till the 20th of May. No, it will not. I am put into this freaky limbo of fear and anticipation where I know for sure that during my Law exam, I will get some epiphany about dramatic representation. Some, DEEPLY, ENGAGING, intrusion of my train of thought. And...what tears me apart at this point is not knowing why I am treating this as an imminent reality, or which outcome terrifies me more: forgetting the idea after the exam or screwing up my exam. Gah. I over-thunked.
Looking forward to the indie-game of the year is quite distracting as well. I miss quite a few friends. I wish I was travelling with them over this summer.
This that and a drizzle of procrastination.
Perhabz I think that telling you lot this will give some degree of substance to my hiatus. Yes. It is. For those of you reading. See you in 13 days.
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