....I would, at least, like nicer dreams than the one that woke me at 2:30 this morning. I had quite a vivid dream of what seemed to be like a sort of substandard action movie scenario, the sort of thing that I would never voluntarily watch in waking life, ending with one of the characters having his hand blown off with a large gun, his screaming being what woke me up, apparently. Where any of it came from, I don't really know, although I do have an idea about the provenance of the gory denouement - there was a similar scene in Robocop, which I watched one very quiet afternoon in a Dutch bar in Gran Canaria, more than twenty years ago. Why can't I have, or at least remember, nice dreams instead, ones with love and cuddles and happy times. Unless, of course, my psyche has become so warped that there aren't any of those types of thoughts left, even in my subconscious.
The weather pundits, just to depress my spirits still further, are threatening snow tomorrow. It must be something to do with the aging process, but what seemed like a huge treat in childhood now seems like the Sword of Damocles. I really can't do snow anymore, on any level - it's just a total and utter pain in the arse, especially in this country, where we seem to be abjectly incapable of dealing with it, even in minute quantities. All I can do is to cross my fingers and hope that if it does arise, chaos won't reign totally.
Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
It seems that my current dreams are so far off the weirdness chart that I have to wonder what's going on up there in the old gray matter at night. Weirder still, they seem to be serial dreams, picking up where they left off the next night (or after waking me, getting up to pee, then going back to sleep). It's driving me crazy.
ReplyDeleteSo far, no snow here this year. It'll be a disaster if it does. The clowns in this region can't drive in the rain, snow just adds longer lines at the grocers, too!
Peace <3
Jay
Hello Jay
DeleteDreams are pretty unaccountable entities, on the whole, and not, I suppose, to be taken too seriously - it's just that if I'm going to have them at all, I'd rather have pleasant ones.
We've got to mid-afternoon Saturday, and there's no snow yet, and long may it continue. Somebody at work this morning said it's going to arrive on Monday now, so watch this space, I guess.
Love & best wishes
Sammy B