the drowsy bodhisattva

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So I was dreaming of sleeping as a guest in relative's houses, and it kept waking me up, and every time I fell back to sleep, there I was sleeping through my visit with my dead great aunt, a much younger version of my mother, nearly my grandmother, but really very generically visiting relatives and continually having to explain that I was sorry I was sleeping so much. They were all oblivious, could have cared less, but I was vexed by it whenever I was awake, whether dream awake or awake awake. All very fuzzy.

If you're a Buddhist, maybe you can feel pleased that it was the guest who was so damn sleepy. I'm certainly trying to see it that way, but I'm bugged that this stuff kept waking me up and also that I kept trying to express contrition for it to all these relatives. It is great that it didn't matter a whit to any of them, but the fact that it was mildly troubling to me means to me that the guest doesn't want to sleep the rest of her life away.

Of course, that's exactly what she should do, and I want her to! If she won't just die, she should sleep.