Yeah hope you check in soon Solistus, and are doing alright.
Man, I had the weirdest sleep last night (and not much of it). As you likely know, I've been withdrawing from phenibut. Can't tell if I'm in some sort of PAWS stage or if I just haven't gotten past it yet all the way, I don't remember it taking this long last time (16 days now) but then again I was using opiates during and after that last period of dependence (which is probably why I didn't notice the later stages, which are milder). In any case, sleeping has been very challenging. I went over to my girl's house, and I was feeling pretty strange after the work day and some stress, but then we went swimming in the river nearby (swimming/being in mountain rivers is one of my favorite things in the world, she calls me her little fish

) and had an awesome time, and felt great after that. Then at dinner there was some beer available so I had 3. Got a moderate buzz, definitely not drunk. Felt good, not really better than before just more intoxicated and more tired. I figured that was good since sleeping has been so much harder to do. I've been waking up at around 7:30 every morning, without fail. Well, last night I fell asleep easily and then woke up at, well, not sure when, but it was a number of hours before it got light. We also went to sleep quite earlier than I do at home, around 10:30 or 11. I woke up feeling mildly restless, my mood was fine but my brain was just on and wouldn't shut off. After a couple of hours with a few dreams, I took some calcium-magnesium powder to try to produce muscle relaxation, and some L-theanine to try to get sleepy. It kinda worked, I felt more comfortable and I caught more short sections of sleep. Quite a lot actually. I woke up tired and feeling like the night had gone on for hours and hours, which it in fact had, and I was awake for a lot of it.

But I had a little caffeine, drove home, and took some noopept and piracetam and I'm feeling quite good today. I also didn't feel bad last night, it was just really annoying.
During my fitful periods of slumber, I had a huge array of dreams. They were so strange, they involved people from my life but in many cases circumstances or even personalities were somewhat different. And I would always go back to 1 of 4 or 5 different "scenarios" and continue a variation of that dream. Like I had a number of dreams where my friend Andy lived with his parents, and his house was in the same town as my parents' house. I don't remember ever seeing a house that looked like this inside in real life, though maybe I'm basing it off of something I've seen, but I still know the layout of that house, these dreams were very vivid, to the point that I would wake up from one and fall into another and think the previous one had been a dream but that I was awake now. Most of the dreams involved having to accomplish something and having to deal with mildly stressful situations, but a lot of the time the process was so interesting to me that I didn't mind. At one point I had to take a shit in my dream, and the dream consisted of having to extricate myself from conversation and go do that. I had a few of these in a row, and I started to get annoyed, I was like, damn it, why do I keep not actually being awake and why can't I tell the difference? The last one of those was of me waking up in my girlfriend's bed in her house (where I actually was), checking myself, yep, this isn't a dream, sitting down on the toilet, and then
actually waking up, and that time I knew for sure, I could see how it was more vivid. And wouldn't you know it, I had to take a shit.

Some of the dream worlds I was in were decidedly containing an element of the feeling of the iboga dream worlds I experienced, which is cool and mysterious, I don't know how to describe that feeling but it's quite mystical. It's also been relatively common in my dreams since doing ibogaine.
The worst dreams I had were this type I used to get often but it's been quite a while. In these dreams, I'm still with my ex, but I am also with my current girlfriend and my ex is only showing the characteristics of her personality that I liked, so I find myself conflicted and sort of happy we're back together at the same time as recoiling from it and feeling extremely guilty about betraying my wonderful girlfriend. I hate those dreams because I feel so confused and sad and guilty, and I start saying to myself, fuck, why can't this be a dream like the other times?

Gets me every time...
Anyway, swilow, you said something about alcohol maybe contributing to the withdrawal when it wears off. I think I see the pattern clear as day, I drink some alcohol, go to bed late, wake up at 7:30, like 5-6 hours after going to bed, coming down from being fully drunk. Last night I got a moderate buzz and woke up sooner compared to when I went to bed (I think). I'm gonna not drink tonight, in fact I think I am going to take a dose of the AL-LAD I just got, we're gonna jam and finish up mastering our last song for our EP tonight, should be a great time. I'm also hoping maybe I'll get something out of the experience, either way it will be a fun thing to do so I don't want to drink while I'm watching them have beers.
Anyway, I played some more earlier, put it on soundcloud for anyone interested with nothing better to do than listen to some random music:
https://soundcloud.com/user-636222547/e-alone-delay-7-25-17-1