Found That Soul

I've been laying awake on my bed during last nights. I'm not tired, I just watch the rain on my window. Maybe set some cd on the player and listen very carefully. Last nite I couldn't. Emma was visiting from Seinäjoki and I once again woke up in the middle of the night just to stare in between wakeness and sleep. But if I would dare, I would have played Manic Street Preachers this night. Found That Soul and Ocean Spray starts this album so heavily, so deeply (first one relies on old roots of MSP and second is a beautiful song about dying mom).

Anyway, I have never ever been such a waking up -person. And I experience this waking-up-stuff partly annoying, but it's not adding any barriers for waking up in the morning or making me tired. No no, the problem is, that I see somehow strange things while I'm between of stages. Indeed it is some kind of dyssomnia, and for me, who has always enjoyed sleeping more than other stuff, it might be bigger than it sounds.

Huh. One more week to survive. I don't know what I need, I don't know where to go, what to do, but hey... I believe no-one else knows about my life than me. :)

Todays plans: Latvian Literature-class, Lithuanian language-class and in between a walk to Merihaka and then in the evening either gym or Yrjönkatu swimming pool. If you didn't know, I got an special card, with what I can swim as much as I can for basicly free (50e/year). It's nice, but I use it too rarely.

Kaisa did send SMS to me. If she or anyone else things that I have wounded somehow by Friday, I'm not. Shit happens, as we all know.