Stupid Dreams
Mar. 6th, 2014 10:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
howeverbriefI couldn't sleep part of last night because our screen door vibrates and makes terrible noises in high wind (and damn me for not remembering to get that fixed until it's 4:00 in the morning and I can't sleep). So, I went into the guest bedroom and stayed awake for a few hours because the window in there also rattles in the wind.
Anyway, by the time the wind stopped and I slept, I had a dream about the guest room, which was huge. The bed had moved to the middle of the room while I was sleeping, and everything else in the room was pleasantly arranged with junk. I went to move the bed, which was really easy to lift, back against the wall. When I went to move the exercise bike Mike got me for Christmas (and I've gotten to use twice since then), I realized my foot was still broken. I pushed the bike into place on one foot somehow (because I'm really adept at hopping around now, I guess?), and then went to move a collection of magnifying glasses to their place on the mantle (because I now had a fireplace in my guest bedroom).
And yes, around this time, I realized this was a complete fantasy world and woke up again, pretty close to when my alarm was supposed to go off. I guess this is slightly better than the dream I had where an ex came to visit me because he said he couldn't stand being away from me anymore, and I told him I was married to a different ex, which then confused me because I couldn't remember getting married to him. That's... awesome?
Thanks, wind!
Anyway, by the time the wind stopped and I slept, I had a dream about the guest room, which was huge. The bed had moved to the middle of the room while I was sleeping, and everything else in the room was pleasantly arranged with junk. I went to move the bed, which was really easy to lift, back against the wall. When I went to move the exercise bike Mike got me for Christmas (and I've gotten to use twice since then), I realized my foot was still broken. I pushed the bike into place on one foot somehow (because I'm really adept at hopping around now, I guess?), and then went to move a collection of magnifying glasses to their place on the mantle (because I now had a fireplace in my guest bedroom).
And yes, around this time, I realized this was a complete fantasy world and woke up again, pretty close to when my alarm was supposed to go off. I guess this is slightly better than the dream I had where an ex came to visit me because he said he couldn't stand being away from me anymore, and I told him I was married to a different ex, which then confused me because I couldn't remember getting married to him. That's... awesome?
Thanks, wind!
