Last night I went to bed at 10 and woke up at 2. I got up and drank some water, but after that, although I slept, I was aware and felt like I was awake. I had weird dreams.
One dream, I was in this fishing store, and I HAD to buy something, but there was nothing I wanted. The closest thing to something I’d buy was a welcome mat with the name of the fishing store on it, and I didn’t want to buy that. I’m aware there’s a lot I can’t remember to this dream.
Another dream was that someone was forging a contract or document, (I think they were stealing my house). In this dream, a girl was taking the contract or deed, hold it against the wall, and pour water behind the document so that it flows down the wall, and then you could change the document.
Even when I’m dreaming these dreams, I know they are crazy, and I feel nauseous while I’m dreaming. Part of me is saying, “stop thinking this shit”
Even now, I feel like my brain is not functioning correctly. For example, I did a Google image search for “rough night” and got bizarre results, then I think “Am I crazy? What is this?” All I wanted was a funny picture for my blog.
Try it, Google “rough night” and tell me what it is.
This type of brain malady can only bee cured with lots and lots of coffee. Working on it.
Last night I dreamed I was in the electric chair. I was tied up in front of a mirror. Then they turned on the juice and it hurt like hell. Then they turned it off and the doctor came with his stethoscope and I thought “Oh crap, he’s going to know I’m not dead, I’m not going to make it out of this one”. The doctor shook his head “no” and I looked away, because I didn’t want to see when they were going to flip the switch. Then they flipped the switch, the pain started and I woke up. I saw it all in the mirror.
Also they killed this pretty girl, she was tied to her chair, leather strap in her mouth, head back with a look of extreme pain on her face. I thought “She would have been a good girl for me, if we had met before, they wouldn’t have had to kill either of us, now we’re both dead”.
I’ve had similar dreams before.
This week, I am in training for work, all week. Yesterday, day #1, was interesting.
Ditto seems much better today. He came begging fora treat when I was taking my blood pressure medicine/vitamins this morning. I gave him a cod liver oil pill.
It rained this morning for about 5 minutes, but now it seems clear. I’d rather go to the beach today than work. This is a perfect Caribbean morning.
I feel kind of scatterbrained this morning. I find it interesting how I feel different day to day. I had a dream last night that my boss and I were wrapping teacups in paper.
That’s all for today, take care!
This morning coffee went all over the countertop. I’m late from cleaning it up. (and sleeping an extra half hour)
Last night I had a dream a volcano went off. I was with a bunch of people and I looked up the mountain and saw black smoke coming out of the ground in two places. I yelled “LOOK!” and everybody looked and it blew up. We started running and rocks and dirt was landing all around us.
And I dreamed I was sorting coins in alphabetical order.
Have a good day
I had a really hard time getting up this morning. I was dreaming, and I was getting ready to do something very important when the alarm went off. I can’t accomplish anything with these alarm clocks disturbing me all the time.
Here’s some pics from yesterday lunchtime. Wordless Wednesday, I didn’t say nuthin!
I dreamed that the tide went down about 100 feet, My dog, Ditto and I went up to what normally is the dropoff, and looked down into the water. We could see the water level coming back up and turned and ran as our feet got wet. We were running across the sand flats, which are normally 60 feet under water, as the small waves from the rising tide chased us.
I was running and laughing and I looked down at Ditto, running beside me and I could tell he was as happy as any dog could be. Tongue out trailing alongside his face, ears blowing in the wind, eyes sparkling as he looked back at me.
It was a wonderful dream, Happy and fun.
I wish Ditto could stay young. Nowadays, he mostly sleeps or paces the floor. We’re pretty sure he’s deaf, not sure he can see, and pretty certain he’s senile and doesn’t know where he is a lot of the time.
It’s not fair.
Got the new Kindle going, upgraded and loaded with my books. It’s just like my old Kindle now, except with a better keyboard and 2 gig instead of 4 gig, and no WiFi….
Have a good day!!!!!
Back to work in 2015, at least it’s Friday. Not sure it’s a good thing, having the first workday being a Friday, or a taint of the good name Friday, having the first workday fall on it. I chose the former, as I am glad it’s not MONDAY!
We have a visitor from Minnesota for a week, my wife’s friend she met when she worked in Mexico. She’s nice, I like her. Minnesota…. No human could ever survive in Minnesota. It’s so cold, if you went outside naked, you would die.
We stayed home New Years, first year we didn’t have a party. We did walk up the road and saw some friends about 9PM though.
Last night I dreamed I took a friend to a drug/alcohol treatment center to drop them off. Then I couldn’t get out. The place was a fortress with hundreds, if not thousands, of “inmates”. I couldn’t get out because nobody could find the boss, who had the key to the front gate. She was passed out because she “took a shot of Valium”. Happy 24th AA birthday to me. 24 years without a drink and I’m not even thirsty! Yup, Jan 02, 1991.
That’s it for my first post of 2015. Happy New Year!
I really don’t feel like going to work this morning. It’s not Monday, but it feels like it. A bad Monday!
It was a good weekend though.
I had a dream that I won a boat. Actually, four people won a boat to share. We traveled far to get the boat. It was in the woods. When we got there, there was only room for three of us, so I had to go back by myself. When I said I wanted to go in the boat, everybody laughed at me.
We went to the beach yesterday. Here’s some underwater pictures.
Christmas Tree worm
Yellow and gray fish
Have a good week!
Last night I had a crazy dream. I dreamed I created a document that looked like this:
It was perfect. Simple and elegant, a work of art.
I turned it in to my boss, and the auditors, and contractor, and regulator, who all wanted changes. By the time I got done with it, it looked like this:
Marilyn Manson, I kid you not.
It was a very nice weekend. Saturday was a little cloudy, but Sunday was gorgeous. Now I’m here, drinking coffee, ready for work.
Last night I had a dream that if you have vertical stripes on your shirt, your pants should have horizontal stripes and vice versa. It is a faux pas to wear aligned stripes on your pants and shirts.
So Now You Know
(I was unable to find appropriate illustratory images)
I also had a dream of being improperly dressed at work. I was wearing a brand new pair of blue jeans, walking down the hall, hoping nobody would say anything.
And that’s it, Happy Monday