After getting only 3 hours of sleep the previous night, I had no trouble sleeping last night. In fact, a good deal of yesterday is a haze. Good thing I am not a surgeon. I dreamed a LOT last night but only one thing in particular stands out in my mind—I dreamed again of someone whom I am missing. I remember odd details about her appearance (odd only to me, I suppose) like her hairstyle and her accessories. I also remember her laughing at some point and she had what could only be described as an evil laugh. More strangeness. If only I could remember why she was laughing. That would be something. To be honest, I do remember feeling like she was laughing at me, or I was disturbed by whatever it was she laughing at, like it was somehow inappropriate.
My daughter woke me up during the night because she'd had a nightmare. She wanted to tell me about it right then but I was so very tired. When I went into her room this morning, the first thing she asked was, "Can I tell you about my dream now?"
As I am sitting here writing this, more tidbits from last night's dreams are emerging but none of them are relevant or interesting. Wow, this whole dream blog must be pretty boring for the less than 5 people who have bothered to read it. I swear, when I decided to do this, I was having bizarre, even entertaining dreams on a regular basis. Now, I've got nothin'. My subconscious must be having some performance anxiety.
Lesson: Even sleep deprivation is no guarantee that I will have larger-than-life dreams.
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