Postmortem Blues
“The emigrant’s destiny: The foreign country has not become home, but home has become foreign.”
–Alfred Polger (d. 1955), Der Emigrant und die Heimat
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I am so jetlagged I could cry. I couldn’t even show up for work today because I didn’t sleep at all last night and my system shut down at 7:15 AM. The problem is that this has been going on for longer than it should. I have been sleeping during the day and functioning during the night for several days now and it’s irritating me to madness. I am seeing pink tigers and killer ducks.
I never knew how solemnly lonesome the relaxed nighttime/early morning is. Now I know, and I want to forget all about it.
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August 24th, 2007 at 1:17 pm
Salamtik, habeebti. Jet-lag is a form of body betrayal. Home-lag feels like heart betrayal. Great quote.<br /><br /> Try your best to avoid sleeping in the day, I know, easier said than done. I’ll pray for true rest at the right time. :)<br />
August 24th, 2007 at 4:28 pm
How are vampires coping with life then?
August 25th, 2007 at 12:32 am
Thanks a lot Kinzi, your prayers will be great help, I’m sure…<br /><br />Khaled, I don’t know exactly but you can read something by Anne Rice for some mushy-simple accounts of vampires. Maybe that would help. I also suggest reading Stoker’s Dracula.<br /><br />I’m not a vampire, although blood does not repulse me. Jetlagged and insane.<br />