Tuesday, April 21, 2009

What dreams may come

I was reading my cousin's blog (which makes me laugh every time!):
about dreams, and it made me want to remember my dreams and write them down.

Anyway, last night I dreamt that I was sleeping. Does that mean I am sleep deprived?

To be more specific, I dreamt that my Mom was sleeping on one bench at a picnic table and I was sleeping (or trying to sleep) on the other bench of the picnic table and my aunt Carma was curled up on an upholstered rocking chair next to me trying to sleep. There was a full grown iguana on the table, that I was afraid was going to try to run across me to get off the table. Not that I am afraid of iguanas, I just don't want one running across me in my sleep.

I think I dreamed this (sort of) because I fell asleep last night looking out the window. It's the first time in a long time that we have had the windows and curtains open, it was hot last night and the cool air coming in felt good. But it reminded me of camping, without the rainfly on the tent, looking up into the trees, it was kind of nice, so that was the last thought I remember before falling asleep.

It's just funny to me that I dreamed about not sleeping very well. After all, it is hard to balance on a narrow picnic bench. I was wishing I could sleep on the table instead, but the iguana was there. So, oh well.

1 comment:

Scorchi said...

That's really funny. I've never dreamed I was sleeping. But one time I was sleeping in a very cramped position because I was at a campout with teens and they took all the good spots. So all night I dreamed I was in cramped spots and was trying to crawl out of them.