In Dreams

I’m so tired today. I couldn’t really tell you why. I went to bed at a decent hour and I slept fairly well. But I had to drag myself out of bed and force myself out of the shower and I nearly fell asleep at the wheel on the way to work. The only thing that accounts for my exhaustion was that my night was full of intense dreams. Of course now I can only tell you bits and pieces. I remember chopping down a door with an ax and then proceeding to keep chopping until the whole door was reduced to splinters. I remember something about going back to school and how happy I was about it. I remember something about Alex baking me pies. I remember running from something and I think it had something to do with the door I broke and I remember a very unsightly public toilet I was going to use cause I had to go to the bathroom so bad but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. That’s about the time I woke up.

Often when I have a long night of vivid dreams I feel like I haven’t slept at all. Like all the running around in my dreams had left out any real time for rest. I think I need to start a dream journal again. I know some of you might laugh but I think there are very real messages in dreams if we know how to listen. I’ve had many dreams come true before, at least in part. And my dreams are very often intense and in color and vivid as all hell. I don’t talk to many people that have dreams like I do.