Sleeping late guilt...
I was sleeping late this morning.....and I dreamed that I was watching a film. It was on a big screen on the wall at the top of the bed (there is no TV in the bedroom in real life). It was about two races of sphinx type creatures battling in a desert with sword and shield. The leaders were hovvering in the air far above the battlefield (oddly without flapping their wings), and then one of the leaders, to my surprise, whipped out a microphone. A thin shiney metal one with a sort of crenelated effect around the top like you used to get in the 80's. I could see the cable running from it, but have no idea what it plugged into.
I was never going to find out because at that point I dreamed that I was abruptly woken by Elise knocking me out of bed with massive bursts of compressed air from a small aerosol can, that was apparently sold to provide some sort of control over cats. I ended up in a foetal position in a big pile of my own dirty laundry. Then I woke up.
I was never going to find out because at that point I dreamed that I was abruptly woken by Elise knocking me out of bed with massive bursts of compressed air from a small aerosol can, that was apparently sold to provide some sort of control over cats. I ended up in a foetal position in a big pile of my own dirty laundry. Then I woke up.