In 1977, after an evening out at a night club, I had a little more to drink than usual and fell asleep on the sofa. I had wet the sofa or bed in my youth and was admonished for it, so I developed repressed memories I expressed as anxiety about falling asleep and the fear of becoming too relaxed in order to keep from wetting the bed and I was a bed wetter until age 12. As a result, that night after drinking too much, I must have had to go to the bathroom, of which I have no recollection, took a white ashtray off the coffee table, placed it on the floor and urinated in it.
…and had been without sleep many months before joining the Army. It grew into a serious problem since seeing The Exorcist, in 1974 which drove me to join the Army. For 6 months I had less than 4 hours of sleep a night. The less sleep I got the more angry I did become over not being allowed to sleep for one reason or another. I felt I had no control of my inability to get adequate sleep and put myself in those situations.
A year or so ago I discovered the film The Woman in Green, which talks about a murder, in which hypnosis was demonstrated to an audience and then to Sherlock Holmes’ sidekick Dr. Watson. It became clear to me, it was possible to be hypnotized by that film and I wondered had I been the victim of my mother having viewed it.
Update 2: The reason I concluded it was this film is because I had purchased a green coat several years prior to discovering this film and green isn’t even my favorite color. I later went back and purchased the same coat in black and gave the green one to my sister, who didn’t need a coat but took it anyway.
Update 3: I was also born at 14 minutes passed midnight so my natural sleep cycle is such that I should be awake at night anyway.
This leads me to think this was the reason I was in a state of hypnotic sleep, but really wide awake physically and acting out the thoughts of the person I was or am connected to in Massachusetts. I am guessing the writer who might have been penning the events resided in Chapel Hill, NC where I had visited in 1972 so the thoughts were still going on in the mind.
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