Time machines, and sleepwalking and talking too
We need time machines.Who’s in charge of building them and why are they taking so long?
Everyone can relate when I say I think of amazing comebacks when the conversation happened three days ago. Why couldn’t I have been that quick and hilarious then? The most annoying thing is when I don’t actually say how I feel, and regret it for days. I’ll be heading off to bed and conversations will play over and over in my head like a movie. Just let me sleep! There’s nothing I can do about it now. The first thing I’d do if I ever got my hands on a time machine would be to stop Tyler Perry!
If I’m having conflict in my life, it will translate into my dreams. I don’t always dream, but when I do, some crazy stuff goes down. I also blame reading before bed for my imagination running wild. I hardly ever remember my dreams. It convinces me that I don’t actually dream and I’m just staring at the back of my eyelids.
My favorite thing to do (when I actually do remember) is to figure out what my dreams mean. Have you ever read the meanings behind the things you dream about? That is some weird stuff. Then again, when have you ever had a “normal” dream? There’s one dream that’s famous between a friend and I. We were about 12 or 13, and I had a dream about her. Everything that happened pointed to her being pregnant. We were like what the H-E Double Hockey Sticks?
The worst way to wake up from a dream is when you’re still half asleep and half awake. The other morning I had the most intense dream I can remember and when I was in the in-between stage – I actually thought it happened. I was in a panic. I slowly started to wake up and I couldn’t get over how real the lingering feelings were. It took me awhile to get out of bed that day.
I don’t know if sleep conditions are hereditary, but everyone in my family, except my dad, has one. (Even our dog!) My mom was a sleepwalker when she was little. I definitely inherited that. Mom used to tell me how I would “get ready for school” in my sleep. That just meant that I’d be sitting up in bed with my eyes wide open, brushing my hair. I can only imagine how freaky that must have been to walk in on. I’ve also gone into my mom’s room as she’s sleeping to let her know the dog has gone missing — which he never had.
My brother doesn’t sleepwalk — he sleep talks. When I get ready for bed, I can hear him mumbling away. Sometimes, just for fun, I’ll respond to him and we’ll have a conversation that makes absolutely no sense. The best part is he doesn’t remember them.
I can’t tell you how many times my dog has kicked me awake while he sleeps. That’s just normal puppy stuff, but I think it’s adorable. I love when he barks in his sleep too. He’s probably dreaming about finally getting that squirrel. Go get him, Bo – go get that squirrel!
I find sleep conditions and dreaming very fascinating. Sleep in general is probably the greatest thing ever. In fact, I love it so much – I think I’ll do it right now.