Do your dreams manifest as pictures, sounds, or movies?
Are you present, or are you just an observer? Can you influence events? Can you change the outcome?
Today I finally flipped the bird to the weather and went running in the raw rain. Managed 6.4 miles in an hour. It felt good. I've had three days without any real exercise and if I go any longer than that I start to go crazy.
But maybe it's already too late!
The sleep attack came hard shortly after I got home, and there was a rush to get showered and onto the couch before the flu-like symptoms of narcolepsy reached full force. To cut out some of the background noise around here (quail and chickens can make a racket) I crammed some ear-buds in and pawed Spotify to life without paying too much attention to what it chose.
So I fell asleep listening to Murcof and Vanessa Wagner performing Arvo Part.
It's great stuff, but the rest of the album is less sonorous.
I kept waking up in the middle of scenes that were more real than the room around me. In the first two I was just watching. A camera without a body.
But in the last one I was there. It was my story.
It's been ages since I've had dreams like this. I'm not sure whether or not I miss them.
Apparently, on a rainy day, my subconscious goes for techno-thriller suspense with some family drama thrown in. (Which is weird because that's not what I watch on TV.) I'm not really sure these scenes are connected in any way, but something tells me they might be.
I was glad to wake up from the last one. Something tells me shit in that fictional pocket universe is about to get really uncomfortable.