I believe in ghosts in spite of haven`t ever actually encountering one. There`s been quite a few instances of `spirit activity` when I used to babysit my cousins at my aunts place. Everyone thought I was off my rocker, that is until they hung out at her place with me and experienced it first hand. I`ll save those stories for another day.
I haven`t been sleeping well. Mostly as a direct result of eating too late and having strange dreams as a result. Because yes, eating too close to bedtime WILL in fact do that. Since your physically at rest, although given yourself energy your body needs to do something with it and so something is shall: infect your sub-conscious with odd dreams and such.
I`m more of a stomach sleeper, although as of late I`ve been sleeping on my back and my sleep has been restless as previously mentioned due to eating too late, neighbors that have ZERO consideration for people that live in the building. IE: hitting my apartment up on the intercom at 12:30am regardless of the fact that *I* don`t know them and I have to get up in the wee hours of the morning. *sigh* anyway…
I have a desktop, with a LCD monitor that `sleeps` when it`s not active for a period of 15 mins and comes back to life with the move of the mouse. It`s also pretty freaking bright when there`s no lights on in your room and is otherwise pitch black. Which is exactly what happened to me at 3am this morning. I was passed out, having another one of those strange dreams when all of a sudden my room lit up like a Christmas tree jolting me out of my slumber and then out of no where my radio (that I had shut off prior to falling asleep) came on full blast.
I was of course wide awake, although rather disoriented at this point wondering WTF? Mostly because I listen to the radio via my computer. So in order for it to come on, you would have to physically go to my computer, activate the monitor and open up the browser and hit play. None of which I did while I was across the room sound asleep in my bed.
I got out of bed and realized that it was rather warm in here on top of my blaring radio and went to open my bedroom door to let some air in here (my living room window was open & the heat off for a change). The thought of turning the heat down didn`t cross my mind because I was too busy being freaked out by the fact that the radio started playing by itself and was left with a general sense of UN-ease. So I stood there briefly staring at my bedroom door, immobile, said fuck it and went back to bed to try and re-claim some of the sleep I lost. I HATE when I have to get up for work early and my sleep is disrupted, it drives me nuts no matter what the cause.
However this time, I have no rational explanation for it and it`s pretty damn creepy I have to say!