Lucid Boozing

I have been lucid dreaming lately. It’s a product of the booze and subsequent sweats and sleep deprivation. I sleep past midnight usually and wake at 1:00 and spend the rest of the night in a catatonic state. I control the direction of them but it is a thin rest, eaten by chunks of restlessness. And when I wake I think about the vague memories of dreams had and steered and wonder if these are the stories I would write if I wasn’t in the state I’m in. Between 1:00 and 6:00 there must be a hundred of them I wake up to. I remember thinking certain connected pieces would work and could be interesting to someone else... but as I get up, the fine details fade and I am left without much more than a half jar of mustard pickles.