Tuesday, February 28, 2012

I have a good subconscious mind at least...

I've been tossing and turning a lot lately and it's driving me crazy. I'm in bed plenty of hours but the sleep I'm getting is short and disturbed.

Last night my foot hurt (I had to get up and take some Advil) and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I had to keep taking in big gulps of air. It felt like stress. And this morning I have a twitch in my left index finger. It's annoying.

I can't tell if my stress last night was from my mother (egad) or something else...or just imagined...or if it was the chorus of this Zumba song that kept running through my head over and over and over again. And the song, in my chaotic, disjointed dreams, had something to do with the police. (I probably watch too much Cold Case Files and The First 48.)

What I find odd is that when I woke up, I knew the title of the song. At least I thought I knew. I went to itunes and checked my new song file and sure enough, I was plagued all night with the chorus of Quiere Mas.

You might not think that's odd. But it is. Trust me. It's very strange.

Almost all of my Zumba songs are in Spanish and I remember very few of the titles, especially of those not currently in my class playlist. And Quiere Mas was way down the list of the new songs I was considering using. I hadn't heard it or noticed the title of it in quite some time.

If you'd sung the chorus to me yesterday and asked me the title I'd have had no clue...well, okay, strike that. If you'd sung the chorus correctly I guess I might have guessed it. But in my dream it was all a bunch of mush, at least the way I remembered it the next morning. All I was hearing in my dream, as far as I recall, is, "gibberish oh oh oh oh..."

But this morning I immediately thought of the title and then realized that the title is what was in my dream. "Quiere ma ah ah as...something oh oh oh oh."

The brain is an amazing thing. Now, if I can only figure out how to make it go to sleep.