I was considering several possible topics for the first entry in more than a week, but was having trouble thinking of any of them as truly worthy or inspiring. There was the movie "Haiku Tunnel" that I caught a few nights ago (It had very little to do with either. Discuss.), bizarre sets of Japanese verbs that sound the same and mean very similar things, but are written with different Kanji, more stupid elevator people stories. But then these were all made to seem quite boring and irrelevant while I was riding the elevator down to the basement at work today. It stopped at the second floor, and out there in the elevator bank was a woman, skipping across the floor, completely naked. There seemed to be something slightly wrong with her skin. She was saying repeatedly in a raspy voice, "they keep beating on me..." As the door closed I saw the hand of her pursuer reaching out. One of the nurses who was in the elevator said, "I have never seen that before."

Add a new sleep schedule to the catalogue of those I've tried: the every-other-night nap-from-evening-to-middle-of-night. This one has the dubious distinction that I followed it rather consistently this week, completely unintentionally. Every other night I fell asleep quite involuntarily, sometimes with my legs half hanging off the side of my bed, most recently with a guitar lying across my stomach, from 8 or 9pm until some time between 12:30 and 4:30am. Almost every time this happened I think I was working on music at the time. Tonight I had just come up with a great start to a song, with music and a couple of verses worth of lyrics. I was trying to fill out the second verse but started to feel myself fading away and thought that I should try to write down what I have so I don't forget it. But I couldn't bring myself to sit back up and do it, so I'll have to see if I can remember it now. I've long tried to exploit the heightened states of creativity that exist in times of extreme fatigue and even during sleep, the same way others have made use of what drugs do to them. But it is a delicate area that can lead to unplanned naps when proper caution is not taken. After falling asleep with the guitar on my stomach tonight, I rolled over in my sleep and woke up with it resting heavily on my back, and for a while thought I must have planned it that way to make it harder for myself to get up.