I don’t remember if i was manic or depressed, but one thing’s fore sure, i couldn’t fall asleep. My doctor had prescribed Ambien for this problem. I remember that he said to take it after i had laid in bed. I asked him why. He replied that strange activity is known to occur in individuals who take it while going about their business. Anyway, i could not sleep so i laid down on my parents’ couch and popped an Ambien. I laid with thoughts racing in my head, waiting for the “sleepy time” drug to take effect. About forty-five minutes passed before i took a second pill.
About four pills later I was still feeling wide awake, with a pool of thoughts swirling in my brain. However, after a little more time passed, something began to take place. I remember laying on my side, thinking away, and staring into my mothers plants. They began to come alive. I watched with amazement as they developed personalities and began to extend across the room towards me, in a gentle, friendly way. At times they seemed like they were only a few inches from my face. My new “shadow friends” were quite entertaining. I just laid there and stared, and stared, and stared. Then something really fucked up happened. I started to get horny.
The next thing I knew I was sizing up these new found friends. I was thinking to myself, “how the hell is this going to work?” I would reach out my hand to touch them, only to find that they would retract the closer i got to them. I would look for orifices within the medley of vegetation. I was becoming obsessed. I was determined to Fuck my mothers plants! My solution was to dress the plants.
Now that the plants were decorated in miscellaneous clothing I laid back down to re-size up the situation. Again they drew me in, so I dragged the sofa across the room right up next to the plants. I laid back down contemplating my angle. Finally, the sleeping pills did their job and knocked me out. I don’t remember when i put the couch back into place, and the clothes away. What an odd night.
