I wonder if this is what narcolepsy feels like. One minute I'm awake, going about my day, and then boom I crash hard. My head is filled with deep twisted dreams, and hours have escaped before I open my eyes again. Stiff neck, tight jaw. I have that vivid, yet hazy recall of car chases, kidnappings, and natural disasters. I'm certain there is calamity at ever turn. Sometimes I feel too drugged to get up, and instead surrender to the dark underworld of my mind for another hour. Usually I reach my peak at 2am. I'm alert and eager to finally take that hike, but it's pitch black outside. The afternoons I've been able to join the living I feel like a kid on summer vacation, acutely aware of the freedom granted by my unstructured life. Everything feels right as if the planets are aligned as I move forward into uncharted, yet familiar territory.
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