Damn

Well, I'd made up a grand old blog at the end of last week and posted it via my mobile phone's MMS capability, but hey, I guess with all the modern tech, i still can't even get an email address right! Typical.
And it was a good one too. Especially since I was half asleep, and talking about what we think about when we try to get to sleep. Basically, I don't know about you, but when I go to sleep, I need to have a distraction now, otherwise every little aspect of my life that I can think of, I will. So, I escape to Smallville, or to New York with Phoebe, Rachel and co, or even to Seattle with Frasier Crane and family. It helps me drop off, but more importantly it distracts my brain for long enough to stop it thinking of every minute aspect of my life, good or bad.
My life is becoming busier and busier and I have meetings coming from my ears and starting before I've got my socks on in the morning. So to speak, of course. Therefore, when I go to bed, I start the path to thought about my meeting - where it will be, how i will get there, when it will start, who I'll be meeting, what he/she will look like, what I will wear. SO as you can see, it's tremendously detailed thought. Why is it that we think so much when we're trying so desperately to relax? The world has heard the old saying for the longest time, that you do your greatest thinking on "the can", and there again, why do we get in to deep thought when we're trying to relax and empty our bowels, to put it medically. Of course, I don't know the answer.
I do, however, wish that I had a better solution than to leave a DVD on the timer and hope to fall asleep after turning the volume down a bit. It's incredibly weird, I know. If I'm not at home, it's a different story... in hotels for example, I can just read for a short while and then just fall asleep whenever I like. But my room is like my hub and everything in it has something about me that I can think of. Is it dangerous to live like that?
I've just found the answer. I need to move house and have a bedroom that is only my bedroom, nothing else! That is the only way..... and it appears the only way to figure out one's problems, is to talk about them. Thanks for listening.