Every night, within minutes of switching off the light and putting my head on the pillow, I am asleep. It has always been like this. I sleep, sleep, sleep until the alarm BUHN, BUHN, BUHNs in the morning. It feels like time travel. I close my eyes and I open them. Blank space in between or no space at all. Arriving in the future with the click of a finger.
I can’t recall the last time I remembered a dream. There has been no feeling of falling, or dreams about teeth. No sex dreams or dreams where old lovers make an unwarranted appearance. Sometimes I feel cheated of this world that exists beyond the pillow, but most of the time, I don’t think about it at all.
Over the last few weeks, after much reading and processing with specialists, I have come to believe that it isn’t just TV static on loop.
All signs point to nightmares.