Apparently, I can sleep in again, and with interesting dreams as well. At one point I clearly remembered several, but now, as is the way of such things, I can only remember one. It involved sailing around someplace that I'd definitely never seen before; there are vague hints that we were exploring some other planet, but I can only remember bits and pieces. There were a bunch of people crewing the ship, some of whom I knew and others I'd never seen before, and didn't recognize even in the dream. Our leader was a real jerk; I think there was a mutiny. One thing I know for certain - all of the dreams I've had recently have not been short in terms of dream-time. They've been, like, novels or something.
Waking up from a deep sleep is a most interesting experience at times. Today when I woke up, my reality-awareness came online a few moments before my hearing did, and the result of this was that I noticed I was lying in bed, quite comfortable; and then a second later the click-whir of my not-quite-functional fan (courtesy of Trevor's lack of pillow-heaving skill) became a part of my sensory intake. It was very clearly not present before. That hadn't happened prior to this morning and I found it most amusing. I then went back to sleep for several hours.
I did go to see Finding Nemo several days ago, Friday perhaps, and left the theater happy that Pixar still has some inspiration left in them. Pretty funny movie.
posted on Tuesday, July 15, 2003
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