tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10557263.post8760298333659621770..comments2024-01-26T10:20:37.836+00:00Comments on Diary of a Goldfish: An Unbearable Weight of Non-Existent ResponsibilityThe Goldfishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15213378454070776331noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10557263.post-60863007314695679542007-09-08T21:09:00.000+01:002007-09-08T21:09:00.000+01:00Have you considered the possibility that while you...Have you considered the possibility that while you sleep you <STRONG>actually did</STRONG> pop down to the fires of Hell to have a quick word with Lucifer, and ask him if, you know, he could just, like, lay off people a bit, man...<BR/><BR/>Maybe it's just that you want to fix the world?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10557263.post-82832331685181546312007-09-08T20:00:00.000+01:002007-09-08T20:00:00.000+01:00Maybe I'm not getting it . . . but to me these dre...Maybe I'm not getting it . . . but to me these dreams sound like a wonderful basis for fiction, so much richer and more detailed and MUCH more interesting than most people's dreams (usually I can hardly bear to hear about anyone's dreams, but yours have PLOT!). My stalled fantasy novel grew out of a dream image. Is it cloyingly lemonade-out-of-lemons to suggest that possibly one of these dreams could spawn your next novel?Marcelle Prousthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05987555499861902190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10557263.post-88899393863674393502007-09-08T19:42:00.000+01:002007-09-08T19:42:00.000+01:00Last night was mildly better, thanks.Sally, I do w...Last night was mildly better, thanks.<BR/><BR/>Sally, I do wonder what Jung would think about blogging?<BR/><BR/>Elizabeth, you raise an interesting point. Right now I'm not getting out much, so it's not really a public face, but I guess I do feel... it's not just my 'work' and my social life I have to deal with, I have the additional task of doing all the right things as regards my health and I am having juggle these conflicting responsibilitilities..<BR/><BR/>And yes, very tired of being tired. Sick of being sick. Exasperation comes and goes; when things are stable and I've got into the right rhythm, I notice much less and my life is good. Right now it is testing my patience.<BR/><BR/>Mary, you're quite right. :-)<BR/><BR/>It will pass. Sometimes I have spells of vivid dreams where it is fun and I have adventures every night, but this is shitty.<BR/><BR/>Nobby, you are a wise old soul indeed. Too much of anything will fry one's brains. :-)The Goldfishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15213378454070776331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10557263.post-32450540354989240732007-09-08T09:23:00.000+01:002007-09-08T09:23:00.000+01:00I have an excellent neighbour, wise old owl, Dairy...I have an excellent neighbour, wise old owl, Dairy Farmer from eons ago.<BR/><BR/> "Computers!" he says says he "They fry your brains"<BR/><BR/> So it is, now and again, I go for a few days without having anything to do with the puter.<BR/><BR/> Normally I allow myself an hour or so each morning to pute and maybe a bit of time at night, (when the Simpsons or Hotel inspector is on). no we did not win Lotto tonight!<BR/><BR/> And I do find avoiding computer for a day or two doth help.<BR/><BR/> I doth finde a beak doth salve the soul, young soul, from a wise old brain injured soul!<BR/><BR/> Can an old brain injured person be wise?<BR/><BR/> Does the "soul" still reside in a stuffed thinking department? or doth it wander through Ether at times and bring home the marvelous adventures of which you write??Gone Fishinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03601595396241016724noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10557263.post-58121272231945023172007-09-08T09:06:00.000+01:002007-09-08T09:06:00.000+01:001. Don't sweat the small stuff.2. It's all small s...1. Don't sweat the small stuff.<BR/>2. It's all small stuff.<BR/><BR/><BR/>This isn't meant to help at all, it's just what people keep saying to me when I start getting stressed and I thought I'd relish being able to say it to someone else ;-)<BR/><BR/>In seriousness now, I agree, it is CRAP having lots of vivid dreams and I really hope it lays off for you soon, whatever the reason.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11639094548415759560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10557263.post-78706435424387105072007-09-08T08:30:00.000+01:002007-09-08T08:30:00.000+01:00I have very similar experiences frequently, the dr...I have very similar experiences frequently, the dreams as well (though mine tend to be slightly different themed) include recurrent nightmares for the last 10 odd years (one last night involved being the only person aware that our ferry was sinking and trying to collect supplies and find a suitable harbour before several hundred people drowned).<BR/><BR/>I tend to disagree about responsiblity because, often like a public leader, a person with a disability is bourne down by a "public face" which can at times be overwhelming - the pressure from different people from medical to family for you to "be" in different ways. Maybe this doesn't happen to you, but it certainly happens to me.<BR/><BR/>I feel in ways that I might be the only person saying this but: Don't you get tired of being tired? I know everyone else seems chipper but between you and me, being disabled sucks.Elizabeth McClunghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03627373214555333537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10557263.post-680391825954802972007-09-07T23:18:00.000+01:002007-09-07T23:18:00.000+01:00Oh, easy peasy lemon squeezy ... the library is yo...Oh, easy peasy lemon squeezy ... the library is your blog page, the serial killer is Blogger (bad Blogger) you have zillions of children/regular readers, commentators and emails (who you love), to care for. Your visit to Hell, is the realm of Blogger, and your conversation with Satan is an itsy bitsy desire to just not do it anymore ... being ill, being a blogger ... because you just want to be out there getting on with life. Which you have had bigger glimpses of recently due to move down south nearer to family and getting out more. <BR/><BR/>Not easy peasy at all. <BR/><BR/>I acknowledge that this is crap, from a crap semi-trained psychodynamic whats-her-face who didn't complete her training ... because she got ill !!!<BR/><BR/>Its tough having big dreams every night. I send wishes for your dreams to return to the deeper depths of your sleeping brain where they can sort themselves out without waking you up to do it for them.<BR/><BR/>Sleep well GoldfishSallyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08223682934383856392noreply@blogger.com