Tag Archives: insomnia

The Sleep Walker.

Posted on August 26, 2017 by Tracy Lundgren

It’s nearly time. The sun slipping below the horizon, the last of the golden hour quietly retreating from her performance as the curtain of night softly falls. Collectively they stand, milling around a desolate landscape, in silence. Only the quiet … Continue reading →

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Hot sweaty flash of misery.

Posted on October 11, 2014 by Tracy Lundgren

I don’t understand how women going through perimenopause and those who are menopausal, yet still in the throes of this God awful thing are not beating their doctors over the head with a blunt instrument. Honestly, how women going through … Continue reading →

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Lamp posts

Posted on March 28, 2014 by Tracy Lundgren

Thoughts tumble like sharp stones in my mind. Chasing the elusive rainbows of sleep all I find are murky corners, where dis ease lurks. What is happiness anyway? My dog knows happiness. It is a lamp post…and the next and … Continue reading →

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Giraffe girl, aggravating dishwashers and buffalo riding.

Posted on October 12, 2013 by Tracy Lundgren

I measure my insomnia by the dishwasher, but that’s ok because we’re all a bit strange here. Tonight my daughter came in and announced “I am a third of a giraffe tall.” I can’t think where last I put that … Continue reading →

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Sleep, book pillows and an experiment in stripes.

Posted on September 3, 2013 by Tracy Lundgren

Having a bit of a slow paced day here, just muddling around doing bits and pieces. It’s been on my mind for quite some time now to make some sort of “thing” to prop my book up when I read … Continue reading →

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The undead zone.

Posted on April 8, 2013 by Tracy Lundgren

I often think about aliens. Not little green men aliens but a far superior species to human beings, so far from our silly little science fiction notions that we just can’t even imagine a race so different and so much … Continue reading →

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Insomnia, snorers and odd body sensations.

Posted on March 19, 2013 by Tracy Lundgren

It is not because I don’t love my husband, because I do. It is not because I don’t want to share the same marital bed, because I do, but I’m sorry, ENOUGH is ENOUGH. For the past couple of weeks … Continue reading →

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I have worms!

Posted on November 12, 2012 by Tracy Lundgren

An earworm, according to Wikipedia is “A piece of music that sticks in one’s mind so that one seems to hear it, even when it is not being played. Other phrases used to describe this include musical imagery repetition and … Continue reading →

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Washing machine head.

Posted on October 18, 2012 by Tracy Lundgren

      I’m blogging late today and that’s because I actually got up early enough this morning to be able to go out for the day with a friend. For the past couple of weeks I’ve been in this … Continue reading →

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Differences in the bedroom.

Posted on October 9, 2012 by Tracy Lundgren

My husband snores. Terribly, or terribly well, whichever way you want to look at it. He tells me *I* snore too but I don’t believe him. (If I do it must be a delicate snore.) Not only does he snore … Continue reading →

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