Day Two

My Grandmother told me it would be a good idea to write a log of my continuing insomnia, so here it goes:

Last night I went to bed at 10:00 and as far as I could tell I fell asleep around 12:00, after that pathetic attempt I woke up and didn't fall asleep again until 5:30. Seeing as I had so much time to wonder about it I think I have an idea of what's happening here. I just can't turn off my brain. What was my greatest asset is now turning into my greatest enemy. I just sit there running through a mental checklist of mapping stuff, science stuff, alien stuff, just stuff. Not only that, but it's like I have five or six different songs stuck in my head at all times. Last night I think it was "Call on Me", the one that's on YTMND all the time.

But it's more then that, last night in particular my fabulous brain was concerned with a singular problem of the kind of complexity that's best left for day time thinking while I just wanted to go to sleep. The fourth dimension.

Yes, all last night I kept thinking about how a four dimensional Universe would work. Oh, and don't tell me the fourth dimension is Time because that is a big cauldron of WRONG.

I stared up at the ceiling, constantly imagining hypercubes float by even though I didn't want to. So, my nocturnal philosophizing has led me to one conclusion so far. In addition to the three directions we're used to, forward and backward, left and right and up and down, the fourth dimension is some how moving "parallel" to the space you're in, like, being able to move through matter.

See, this isn't helping. I'm not understanding 4-D space any better and it's taking up precious sleeping time.