Dreams

For whatever reason last night I had two dreams. Dreams are a rare occurrence for me recently. Back in my offshore days I’d dream frequently and vividly. I suspect that was because of the short sleep cycle (I’d average 2-3 hours per nap while offshore) and the stimulus of the loud engines and the fact that your bunk is rollin’ along with the deck.

The 2nd Dream I recall was just dorky. I dreamed I was walking around an apartment complex with two animals from the lab with me and showing various people, just for fun and education. One was a Wistar rat, and the other a nude mouse. Being true to their nature, the Wistar was perfectly content huddling on my shoulder, but the friggin’ mouse broke free and took off running. I went looking for it and instead found a pack of American Anoles who were color-changing to pink, so I couldn’t tell if they were the mouse or just reptiles. And of course I was upset because I was outside the lab with laboratory animals…one of which is immuno-compromised, so I knew if I lost it it would be my ass. Odd and dorky.

The first dream was I was walking outside of work ready to throw a bag of trash in the dumpster. It was dark out, which isn’t very odd, as its dark around here at about 4pm, and I spotted a pair of groundhogs. There is a large groundhog that is often seen in the parking lot so it was amusing, but nothing odd. But he froze and I realized there was a coyote on the other side of the parking lot. I turned to head back into the building, and there was another coyote blocking my path. Then more…and more, I was surrounded and they were closing in. I had my hand around the .38 in my pocket (at this point dreaming that I don’t have a gun is like dreaming I don’t have pants on), and I was debating if it would be worth the legal hassle to shoot some of the coyotes to disperse the potential attack….when I realized that I was seeing a HUGE amount of animals where I typically see very few. You see orgies of animals is a common biology dream I have…comes from reading flied guides to fall asleep, I suppose. I realized I was dreaming, so instead I chose to fly away and land in a gunshow. It’s good to be the king! 😀 Of course when you know you’re dreaming you can bend reality to suit you, but it also means you generally wake up fairly soon….

Just amusing, so I thought I’d share.