![]() And they say, "You know, actually we reconsidered and you got first place." And I was like, oh, that's a marvelous promotion. And I stood up on the third place podium. It was around that time I had a dream that I was in the Olympics for some kind of arbitrary event like dust-bustering. There's no jackal." And I would say, "OK." And I would go to bed knowing that there was a jackal. Go to bed." And I would say, "Are you sure?" And she would say, "Yes, Michael. She said, "There's not a jackal in the room. And she got so used to it, she could talk me down while remaining asleep. And I would say, Abby- that was my girlfriend- there's a jackal in the room. I'd never taken karate, but I had the books from Book Fair. ![]() And I would jump on the bed and I would strike a karate pose. And I was living with my girlfriend at the time. And I would have these recurring dreams that there was a hovering insect-like jackal in our bedroom. Denise.Ībout seven years ago I started walking in my sleep. Having dreams where anything at all can happen. It's a survey of this altered state- this altered state where we're vulnerable and just gone. And that's what we're going to talk about on today's radio show. No big deal.įor those of us who fear sleep, there is a lot to fear. Somehow every night all the adults, all my relatives, every teacher, everybody who I'd ever heard of headed off for bed like this was no big deal. What could be more frightening? What could be bigger? And here was the weird part of it, I thought when I was a kid. You were gone, not moving, not talking, not thinking, not aware- not aware. Nobody would remember me or anybody that I had ever known forever.Īnd I would lie awake at night, scared to fall asleep, because sleep seemed no different than death. So I was six and I knew I was going to die and my mom and dad couldn't help me. ![]() There was crouching, there was shooting, but there was a disturbing amount of running. On TV, wars seemed to involve a lot of running. I knew I was going to be killed because I was chubby and I was terrible at sports. And there was nothing that I or anybody I knew could do to stop that. ![]() But more than that, his absence underscored the fact that some day, no matter what, I was going to be drafted and I'd have to go to Vietnam and I'd be killed. I was scared that uncle Lenny was going to be killed. And that opened up this chapter in my life where I was obsessed with death. As early as I remember, I was afraid to go to sleep. ![]()
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