Dreaming

An odd thing has happened to me here lately.  For the past 3 nights, I’ve actually slept deeply enough to dream.  This is a big thing for me because, usually I sleep in fits and spurts, and they never seem to be long enough to enter a dream state. 

The first night, I dreamt that Elissa and I were at a daddy daughter dance and that she left me to run off with some cool boy.  There was a song that was playing where the chorus was “Everybody wants to spit in my hair”, and a water slide across the street called the Koala T, which would scream “QUALITY” every time someone slid down it.

The night after, I dreamed that our house had a bunch of secret rooms and passages and somehow this was all connected to Spider man.  I’m not really sure how but there was a party and a fight started and one of the guys who was getting beat up turned out to be him.  Once his true identity was revealed, the plot escalated into some sort of caper involving quantum jumps and space aliens.  Unfortunately, I woke up before I was able to resolve it all.

Last night, I dreamt I was a superhero who could turn himself into a whale to rescue other whales.  I used my powers to direct them away from danger.  I don’t remember many details except that I somehow rescued a baby beluga who was stuck in frozen waters by melting the ice and diving down with it until I’d gotten it to safety.

I like dreaming.  It makes me want to sleep more. 

Tiling went badly last night.  I’m not sure how but my lines are off in the corners pretty badly.  I’m trying to gradually direct them back into place using some gradual cuts but it’s taking up my time and causing me to use up a bunch of tiles in the process.  I’m so sick of this shower.

Oh yeah, one last thing.  I’m in another damned ballet.  Basically, I showed up for pas class and was told that I was hired.  So far it seems like it’s going to be less of a commitment than Rodeo was but still, it takes up about 2 hours right smack dab in the middle of the day on my Saturdays.  Ugh.