Yesterday, When I Woke Up

For a second or two, not only did I not remember where I was (in my room), but who I was (still me, ostensibly). Like, what my whole schtick was supposed to be… Then it came back. This ever happened to you?

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  1. Free Range Organic Human
    Posted May 28, 2008 at 5:40 pm | Permalink

    That happens to me a lot actually.

    More often than not. That’s why I am never sure if my current schtick is any good or not of if I should try something else.

    It always seems like a let down to go from the state you described upon waking up, to a schtick.

    That’s why if you have a job and a bunch of tedious commitments its easier in a way to just follow inertia. Its easier to deal with than the implications of infinity.

  2. Big Elk
    Posted May 28, 2008 at 5:55 pm | Permalink

    if you have a job and a bunch of tedious commitments its easier in a way to just follow inertia. Its easier to deal with than the implications of infinity.

    Yeah, it’s seriously much easier… People talk all the time about freedom, but infinity can be kind of a bitch.

  3. Julia
    Posted May 28, 2008 at 7:17 pm | Permalink

    Itzsak Perlman said he sometimes picks up a violin and has to ask himself ‘what’s this?’ and it’s like the first time he’s ever handled a violin.

  4. Big Elk
    Posted May 29, 2008 at 3:04 pm | Permalink

    I’m finding that happening in general with events and sensory impressions: that everything seems very new to me, almost like being a newborn baby. It’s easy to become overwhelmed by such a sensation - especially if you throw drugs and alcohol into the mix.

  5. alistair
    Posted May 30, 2008 at 3:37 pm | Permalink

    i went through a period recently during a break-up with a woman and i didn`t see cleints for a while. when i returned to work there were moments of dissociation where it took some strength to just allow the sessions to begin and flow along.

    i have had moments of astonishment while playing guitar when the fingers just seem to have a mind of thier own.

    i was up late…….or early this morning…..and as i played my steel string, over the hills and far away tumbled out.

    my new friend stood there as i played for a moment and she smiled as the music rang out.

    funny. i hadn`t played that guitar for months until this morning. it waited there patiently while i chose others and never complained, and was perfectly ready when i grasped it`s neck once again.

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