Sep 23, 2007 21:33
over the years i have noticed that many times if i remember a dream there are elements from the day interspersed within it.
case in point the dream/nightmare i had friday night.
during the day i had read a friend's blog where he describes walking down the street in new york city on his way to a restaurant when he encounters a dying rat. also that day i saw a headline for an article accompanied by a photograph for a man who was arrested for trying to smuggle iguana's into the country inside his artificial leg.
cut to friday night. i was exhausted from another week of work and the accompanying stress of the entertainment industry. i am laying on my stomach in the center of my bed. off i go into dreamland. at some point i am feeling things crawling across my head. it is as if claws are tangled in my hair. i swat at whatever it is. i pick my head up and see wriggling in between two of my pillows the tail end of a rat. i leap up, throw off the covers and turn on the light.
hmm... nothing there.
sensation was real. in the darkness of my room i could have sworn i saw movement going between the pillows. however, i was mistaken. thankfully!
but, damn, talk about not being able to go back to sleep after that.
dreams