Narnia dreaming
Thank crunchie its thursday. And thank crunchie I've cheered up a bit. The stomach bug and blues I've had this week have turned me into a small hibernaty (is a word) bear. I'm all about the duvet this week.
Whilst I'm cheerful today I'm well weirded out by my dreams last night. It was the longest dream ever - in 7 hours of bed I lived about a week of dream time. A very interesting week as well. I lived in a cool open plan huge apartment and there appeared to be a party going on for most of the dream. Pretty much everyone I know appeared in the dream, even just for a walk on. And bits of it were pretty darn cheeky. And a bit confusing. I love dreams that make you wake up and look around in a panic thinking "I didn't..did I?" There was only one person who wasn't in the dream, which is strange as he was my significant other for years, but maybe my brain is sorting out the 'letting go' stuff and thought I needed a great big party with all my friends and lots of naughtiness to cheer me up.
My brain is nice. I like it. *stroking the brain* purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Think it deserves a beer at lunch.