Kindred One's,
Prior to signing on earlier today, I had been in an inactive state of life and a non productive form of living. All the while, with a very active dream filled sleep world. Time in hours adding up to just about two point five days of hours here. All with what really seemed to be a spin of a top, and then, with a snap of time - a span of life that was close to thirty two hours of sleep, is gone. And I'm looking back an what feels like minutes ago, gone by ...
... slumber, and complete surrender to the gloom of deep sleep is a non-negotiable. My life and life's deprivation. Due to the Sleep. This sleep that was broken earlier this afternoon and since have been in battle and battles after battle putting up a damned good fight against the slumber. To stay and be awake, to remain awake, is a victory. Today brought the need for remaining awake, urgent. A period to drink fresh water and much time to pass the fresh filtered water from within me. A minor fast has been broken.
Tonight, I am awake with the sole purpose of being here to connect a minute or two with you. All. I was struck by this latest Meniere's attack on the afternoon my friend girl Dione, stopped by. Then, later that evening, the wiggle of the eye happened while speaking with my wife Botswana. The evening Dione, my friend girl stopped by for a visit with some Southern Fried Chicken, tater wedges and a roll. A Meniere's Disease symptoms.
Kindred, I felt and observed my right eye wiggle back and forth, side to side like, not up and or down. I have had this type of symptom strike in the past, but these are uncommon and the symptoms seem further spread apart with a wider variety of symptoms to boot.
When I catch my right eye orb going on to a wiggle and such, I know where I am headed. So does my wife. My Honorable Daughter Number Two and her, My hound Ting-Ting too.
I spoke of the sounds and noises earlier today, remember?
Well now, I talked about sleep, Southern Fried Chicken, tater wedges, and a roll.
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