…Perchance to Dream

I’ve heard people say that they can’t remember their dreams or those that say that they never dream. I can believe the former but I think the latter is nearly impossible unless they are brain dead. As for me, I am one of those people that remembers their dreams. Its always been that way and not only that, but I dream in full color and stereophonic sound! Some years ago a sleep study came to conclusion that highly artist people were like that. I always assumed everyone could remember their dreams or that their dreams had color and sound.

Dreams are defined as: A succession of images, thoughts, sounds, or emotions passing through the mind during sleep.

Generally the biggest mental stimulus I have before falling asleep seems to dictate the type of dreams I’ll have later. Lately though, that rule doesn’t seem to apply. My dreams have been absolutely silly, not to mention weird. Like this one: H and I are driving around the country in weather that is snowy and icy. This silly part is that the vehicle we are driving is a large blue tennis shoe with ripple soles. (A least we had good traction.) Of course the steering wheel is the shoe laces! Could be that dream was the result of my road trip down to San Francisco.

However I’m at a lose to understand last nights dream. I’m playing tennis against Serena Williams! My racket is made from a large upside-down turkey wishbone strung with angel-hair pasta and she is beating me badly. And she is doing that grunting thing that is so un-nerving. I wake up asking myself why it couldn’t be one of those sweet Russian ladies. I might still be getting my head handed to me but at least she wouldn’t be grunting!

Frankly, I hope to get my dreams back on track. Not that I don’t like silly, but I prefer the adventure of being the King of the World!