Dear reader, I had a bout of sleep paralysis attacks in Calcutta last month. Maybe it was the change in cities, a sense of separation anxiety from my own bed, or something more sinister at play. But it was a rough couple of days. I don't know how I fought off those bad dreams but I'm glad I got through it. Being someone who doesn't usually have / remember dreams, it feels quite odd to wake up whimpering, feeling so out of sorts.
#165: On dreams and waking life
#165: On dreams and waking life
#165: On dreams and waking life
Dear reader, I had a bout of sleep paralysis attacks in Calcutta last month. Maybe it was the change in cities, a sense of separation anxiety from my own bed, or something more sinister at play. But it was a rough couple of days. I don't know how I fought off those bad dreams but I'm glad I got through it. Being someone who doesn't usually have / remember dreams, it feels quite odd to wake up whimpering, feeling so out of sorts.