Perhaps it’s time to start taking that prescription sleeping medication the doctor prescribed. Will it help with my whacked dreams? Who knows? What I do know is I just couldn’t escape the weird early this morning. Actually, it was approximately between 8:30 and 10:30.
Not the movie. But it was a good movie. Messed up, but good. And I guess you can say my dreams were just as messed up, because I’m still a bit disturbed. Okay. A LOT disturbed. Maybe going back to sleep after my son goes to school is a bad idea, like my doctor said. Continue reading
This is going to be really weird, and possibly quite obvious in a way. But, it happens now and then, and there’s nothing that can prevent the subconscious from happening. So, here we go. Continue reading
Sleep talking is a very real thing. I don’t have any secrets mind you, but I’ve recently freaked my son out whenever I snooze in the living room chair. He doesn’t think sleep talking is right. Continue reading
Please tell me there are other people out there who have repeated dreams about ginormous haunted houses with hundreds of rooms that have smaller rooms within those rooms, and inside of those rooms are even smaller rooms with weird closets in them that are impossible to open, and a gigantic basement that’s a church with another basement below, where nobody except bishops, cardinals and mother superior is supposed to go… Continue reading