In the Wee Hours

The mind and the brain can be a curious bedfellow at times, especially at night whether asleep and dreaming, or awake in the wee early hours trying your darnest to fall back to sleep. I’ve never been a great sleeper, the slightest unusual noise will wake me up, as will a sudden alteration in sound, which is why I dislike falling asleep listening to the radio or television or to audiobooks. As soon as a voice changes, the pitch or volume on music switches or the recording comes to an end, then bang – I’m wide awake. A solid 7-8 hour night’s sleep is a rarity; I get by on a broken 5 or six hours at most. I have no trouble going to sleep initially, it’s the staying there I struggle with. And if I do fall back into dreamland, I have the most peculiar dreams. I’ve always been like it.

But this has advantages, for it’s during this time I fix things. In my head. Like plot issues in my novel or have a marvellous idea for another book. Work out what my characters are going to do or say next. When I was doing the 9-5 life, I’d solve a dilemma or figure out a solution to problem in the office. In my head I’d rehearse what I need to say to someone. Finger out how to fix something broken. Decide on what we are going to eat for our Sunday lunch, even if it’s only Tuesday morning. I’m used to this and am sure I’m not the only one who experiences these things.

But lately, my mind has been working in an unexpected way. It seems for no reason I can fathom, I suddenly recall songs from my childhood, ones I’d forgotten about, surprising myself I can even remember the words. If it were pop songs of my teenage years, then I could perhaps understand it. I love music and that of the 60s and 70s especially, but these are songs often from further back.

Ones such as Cool Water “All day I face the barren waste without the taste of water. Cool water…” Old Shep “When I was a lad and Old Shep was a pup through the hilltops and meadows we’d stray…” “Carolina Moon …keep shining, shining on the one who waits for me…” Little Green Frog “There’s a little green frog, swimming in the water, a little green frog, doing what he oughta…” “Don’t You Worry …my little pet, don’t you worry now, don’t forget…” You get the jist. And I wonder how many of these you are singing right now. (Sorry)

These are just a few of them I hear, and many are the B side to records, ones rarely played, let alone remembered. Okay, so I know I grew up hearing these songs. With older siblings and parents who loved music, the radio or the gramophone playing, that is no small wonder. But why, I ask myself, should all these come flooding into my brain at 2 0’clock in the morning! Are they trying to tell me something?

I’ve tried thinking back to any incident or conversations recently that may have jogged open an old memory of them. Tried hard to recall hearing them on an advert on TV. Have I read any recent articles or books that might mention them or their singers? Nothing! So for the moment I have to content myself with “listening” to them, at least they are songs I like, and they in themselves are bringing back happy days memories of childhood and family. I just wonder what my brain will conjure up next to earworm me through the night.

Has anything like this happened to you?

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11 responses to “In the Wee Hours

  1. Oh My Gosh. I never think that other people might have the same oddities (is that what I should call them) as I do. I remember those songs but I don’t share waking up with them buzzing in my head. I do however spend a good share of sleeping time thinking out things like a plot or going over a solution to something that has occurred that day. But I also sleep well or at least I think I do. Yesterday the sleep number bed I just purchased arrived so now I can track my sleep pattern. Hoping I get as good a sleep as I think I do.

  2. What great songs. The only one I recognize is Carolina Moon. Listening to it now as I leave this comment. I love the memories old songs bring up. We were just on a cruise and one night, the bar was full and the singer singing all the songs that made us “old folks” feel young again for a little while.
    I have always been one who fell asleep as soon as I hit the pillow and slept like a log. Not so much anymore. It takes me an hour or two to get to sleep and aches and pains wake me up. Lol.

    • Carolina Moon is the one that keeps coming back at night on a regular basis. Have a feeling it might be something to do with the book I’m working on. But why the others is a mystery.

  3. Perhaps a creative message is being sent to you through music! Keep creating and celebrating!

  4. We are so alike here. My best ideas come at 3 am. I think it’s when we turn off our waking minds and the brain gets a chance to do what it does best– give us ideas and solutions to issues. I also wake up with the weirdest songs (Not weird, just random, I guess) in my head and then I keep singing them in my mind. A full 6 hours in a row of sleep for me is really rare and I wish I was a better sleeper. I can totally relate to your post! Jillian

    • A relief to know I’m not the only one. I feel like I’m the only one in the world awake in the middle of the night. Had an idea for another novel come through last night whilst lying there. Trouble is, it’s for a murder/crime story and I don’t write those. lol

      • LOL!  time to start the murder stories, then!! I bet it would be awesome.  I like to read them and write them.  And you are not alone. I am up all the time. today was 3:45- 4:25. 

  5. Ah yes, the good old middle of the night brain spurts. Have them all the time. I was talking to a neighbour the other day about needing to watch old comedy shows on TV and she said perhaps it’s a desire to return to the simpler times of our younger days. I thought that was an interesting concept.
    And now I’m tearing up over Old Shep 😦

  6. …and I agree with Jillian. Write that crime story!

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