I’ve had very weird dreams the past two nights. It’s been a rather nice change, not having
anyone trying to kill me. Not directly
anyway.
I’m not sure where I am or what I’m doing there. All I know is that I’m outside and it’s cold.
Frigid even. I’m somewhere surrounded by ice. I keep waking myself up, I’m shivering that
hard. Sadly, I drift right back into the
dream as soon as I doze off again.
Monday morning, I woke up with the cats pressed against
me. Very unusual to have all of them at
once. Generally there are one or two and
they seem to take turns. It was as if
they were trying to keep me warm since even when they’re in the bed they
snuggle for a bit but then move off to their own spots.
Today, I woke up burrowed under the down comforter that I
keep folded up at the end of the bed during warm weather. So in my sleep I managed to reach it, unfold
it and get it spread out on top of the bed.
In the dreams, I was still freezing although the comforter helped. Awake, I was damn near suffocating and hot as
could be.
It’s going to be in the upper 90’s/low 100’s the rest of the
week which means my house will be very, very warm. It’ll be interesting to see if my mind can
convince me that I’m cold then too.
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