I’m still amazed by how much power dreams seem to have. For quite a few days this week, I slept for eight hours and still woke exhasted — after a night of miserable, dreary or frightening dreams. Yet this morning, I felt energized and refreshed after just 6 and a half hours — because, perhaps, my dreams had been positive and exciting. It was a very cinematic dream, too … while writing a log for the Phoenix game, the visual alternated between the real world of writing the log and the imaginary world we were creating as we wrote. The transitions back and forth were as seamless as the best directed movie. It might well be a long day, but dreams like that, and being able to remember them, should help me through.
Current cat count: 15