Sandman Stories

In college, I was dubbed narcoleptic by my college buddies. I would fall asleep in just about any place in any position at any given time. I also began to believe that I really was suffering from mild narcolepsy then because I could fall asleep standing up. But truth be told, I was just ravenous for sleep. I enjoy my sleep. I did not take classes after lunch because as my friend and Philosophy 104 classmate, Cai can testify, I almost always fall asleep during class.

During my afternoon college classes, I have learned to write down notes while half-asleep. At first they were illegible then later I was able to develop a system of understanding my own writing while in slumber. You might be thinking that this is all BS, I know it to be true. My love for sleep and my relationship with Sandman has evolved overtime. Sleeping is both an art and a science. If you think I am talking crazy, then it only means you have yet to discover the wonder and power of Morpheus.

So far, my greatest feat in my sleeping ability is a skill that I learned after college when I was already working. I have learned how to take a nap during a meeting and absorb the conversations around me. When I wake up, I could easily jump back in the discussions in a snap without missing a beat.

I have discovered the wonderful secret of being able to sleep and absorb as I listen to the sounds around me. If you are someone who knows how to meditate then you know what I am talking about. It is a matter of using your subconscious really. It takes time to practice the skill of translating the sounds you hear into dreams while sleeping, it means you are able to absorb all the stimuli around you particularly sounds. It is falling asleep but not really falling into a deep sleep like you would at night. Even my mother was not believer until we went to have our feet massaged last night. She thought I slept through the whole thing but I told her I was not really asleep. I was half-asleep because I wanted to know for myself if the masseuses were really doing their job. I was harboring a suspicion since we always end up falling asleep that the masseuses were cutting corners as they do their thing. So I decided to solve the mystery using my ability. I can say it was one good foot massage because I was able to relish every bit of it. I was half-asleep so I was able to wake-up refreshed too.

Lately, I am pleasantly surprised at how I am able to dream in colors. Before this year, I never dream in colors. But to my count I have had four technicolor dream to date. I have narrated my first technicolor dream to my friend Tanya. I told her the dream was so real I felt pain and I woke up with my leg hurt just like in my dream. I am in awe at how a powerful our brain is. I have always been psycho-somatic but I never thought I my subconscious have the ability to stimulate nerve endings even though we are asleep.

Just this morning as I fell asleep in front of my computer, I began to dream. It was a dream I never soon would not forget. I was in the session hall with my fellow SB members when this old lady who was trying to sell us travel cards began to break out in a song. I was puzzled why everyone in my dream were conversing but they were singing songs of ADELE. I said to myself, I can clearly understand what they were trying to express but it does not make sense why they are singing heartbreaking songs of Adele. This was suppose to be my first ever Musical dream but it is not going well like Mamma Mia.

I was so irritated because the old lady had to cut all the singing because her Blackberry was ringing her ringtone as also an Adele song. I thought grudgingly that this lady is ruining the Adele songs. I had to laugh when I finally got startled into waking up by my aunt. I realized that I had my media-player was playing Adele songs. I also realized I dreamt about the lady because just before I dozed off I read a text message from her. I was passing the time playing FB games before I go to a meeting with my colleagues. Thus they were in my dream.

I am just a little disappointed because I could no longer indulge in what I call my sleepfest or hibernation. Before I do not take naps or I do not sleep. Like a bear, I hibernate for hours. The longest sleep I had was 30 hours of continuous sleep. I woke up not knowing what time or day it was. Because of this tendency to hibernate, my bestfriend Bom have one too many times, played tricks on me. In college, she knew that if I did not have class, I was in my room hibernating. So one afternoon, knowing was in sleeping like a log, she repeatedly knocked on my door to wake me up. I was startled by the loud banging of my door and shouts from my bestfriend/. She was yelling, "Gising ka na, umaga na! malelate na tayo sa History!"

I panicked and jumped off the bed and opened the door with only my malong covering me. I was cursing and yelling expletives because I was literally scolding myself for having overslept. I remembered that Bom and I will be taking a History Exam that morning. So I went to opened the door prepared to ask Bom to give me just five minutes so I can get dressed. When Bom saw me with my hair standing, my face disoriented and panic-stricken, she laugh so hard she actually almost fell on the floor.

I knew right then that I have been had and I look over my alarm clock on my desk. I realized it was only 3:35 in the afternoon and I did not oversleep. I wanted to throttle the life out of my bestfriend for pulling that stunt. But I knew was beaten fair and square so I set it aside.

I could only reminisce about my long lost love affair with the Sandman. I wish I can rekindle those times without taking some good ole sleeping pills. I am suffering from chronic anemia and thus I need loads of Iron so I can get a decent sleep at night. I miss spending more time in Dream Land coz in this world, I could always count on that nothing is impossible.