I think my subconscious is losing my Mind

It’s either that or I am starting to feel the affects of sleep deprivation. It’s been about 4 days since the last time I slept through the night and I can’t for the life of me figure out why. I rarely ingest caffeine. Because I know soda can remove paint from my car I almost never drink it and when I do I choose the non-caffeinated type. A “coffee” for me is a once-in-a-great-while Starbucks Iced Vanilla Latte, and that might be once a month at most. In fact, I mostly drink water and flavored seltzer. So that can’t be it. Though I did find this cool poster showing the amount of caffeine in many of our favorite drinks. Click the pic for the link where I found it.

So last night we had a wicked thunderstorm, and I was actually grateful for it because it woke me up out of a dream that I was not enjoying in the least. What I remember most is that I was going to jail.

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To Sleep, perchance to dream.

I come from a long line of women who have premonitions. And I don’t like it.

I woke this morning from a dream I was glad to wake from. It was tiring me to the point that I felt its effects until after I had showered and forced myself into the day. Where I was in the dream I can’t say, except to say I was a long way from home, but not in a foreign country. It felt like California, but I’ve never actually been to the west coast so I can’t be sure.

For some reason I was part of a large crowd, on a line, waiting to have our pictures taken by someone important. Why, I have no idea. But it seemed to be a very important objective I needed to accomplish before I could return whence I had come. The anxiety came from the fact that I could not stop thinking about the long trip home that I knew I could not avoid. And this dream sampled another dream I have had before, of a long airplane ride in an absolutely huge jet with wall to wall carpeting and comfortable beds mixed with comfy chairs. As plush as this dream plane may be, I do not enjoy flying. I will do it, as I dislike even more the thought of being trapped or stuck without the ability to go places, but I do not enjoy the experience as a whole.

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