Snapshots of a Modest Life

Odd Sleep Patterns

I haven't been sleeping well lately. I don't really know why, but I've got the sneaking suspicion that it's to do with these Hurricanes that keep happening, that and my mattress isn't the most comfortable. It has caused me anxiety, especially over the last couple of days. Saturday night I was concerned about my family, and last night I was concerned for myself.

I could hear the branches of the tree that lives outside my window scraping the roof above me last night. It's an odd sound. Like something is scurrying around in the ceiling, mice or rats or malnourished children. After the power went out it was the darkest I had ever seen(or more accurately, not seen) the room. No green glow from my alarm clock or my roommate's (although hers is red), no yellowish beams from the wall light outside my window. It was eerily dark. The scraping of little malnourished children didn't help.

After the electricity returned, everything was back to normal, except for the malnourished children, but well, the wind hadn't died down yet.


And now....a portion of a conversation between me and Amy (this conversation has been edited to run in the space allotted):
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Amy: Maybe YOU are a figment of my imagination
Amy: . . .
Me: i think I am
Me: maybe the real Laura died in a fiery car crash 10 years ago, and the person you think is Laura stole her identity when she was 2 and has been obtaining credit cards in her name from Lane Bryant and Sears, Roebuck & Co.
Amy: Ahaha
Amy: You have such a rgeat imagination, the real laura or not
Amy: so if "you" died 10 years ago but "you" have stolen your identity since you were 2, then what happend to the years between 2 and 6?
<>Me: i'm not quite sure where you got the 6 because I'm 19, and in that time period, the fake laura (me) was laying low, because infact, I was equally young, and didn't quite know what a "credit card" is. I think for a good while I used it as a chew toy when I was teething, but you'd have to ask my mom about that