Sunday, December 19, 2010
I fought with my arm falling asleep while I was half asleep and finally a loud song by the Ting-Tings startled me again. I realized that I was Supposed to be awake. All that music had been planted... by me!
I've engineered my early morning alarm so that about an hour before I should wake up a thunderstorm starts my playlist... not enough to wake me up but enough to push my dreams forward, then slowly the list cycles through quiet "please wake up" songs like Oliver Mtukudzi's 'Wake Up' and Paul Simon's 'Diamonds on the Soles of her Shoes'. Eventually the list turns loud with Prince and U2, hopefully by this point I'm feeling the need to get up, if that all fails the lists gets worse and worse until I am listening to Miley Cyrus and Band Aid.
I know it sounds complicated, but a normal alarm is so easy to just turn off (or throw across the room) while still in a dream state, rendering it totally ineffectual. Every time it goes off I forget that there is a reason to be awake.
There is a fog that takes over my brain and it just doesn't burn off until about 10am. My brain is the Pacific coast.