Click images for desktop size: "Genom 4: Tank" by H. Kawane I seldom dream.
I know that they say that everyone does. They say dreams are the way that our minds sort through the stuff we couldn't digest or believe or acknowledge during our day to day life.
They say that, but I seldom dream. Another by product of a simple mind, I guess.
When i do dream they are always of 3 types:
The screaming you can't fall back to sleep nightmare - always about people I've loved who died.
The film dreams, where I dream complicated plots. I'm never in the dreams. Sometimes my dream-director stops the dream and goes back for re-shoots and for rewrites. These are often very enjoyable and have great dream acting casts. And they're well lit and well scored! When I was a little kid I remember having dreams like this only they were usually cartoons.
And, of course the raw naked sex dreams.
For the past two nights I've had, for the first time I can recall, a different type of dream.
I dreamt I got a new dog. A purebred.
The first night, in my dream, I was lying in bed. I thought one of the murderous cats had come into my room because I heard something, then I felt a weight on my chest. The cats like to sit on my chest and try to steal my breath so I will suffocate and die and then they will have their feline joy. Evil animals.
When I reached up to pet the cat it felt different so i opened my eyes and I saw a very goofy 4 week old puppy. It was laughing and staring at me, then laughing some more. It touched my nose with it's little glove leather soft paws then slipped and fell.
It thought that was pretty funny too.
The rest of the dream was of trying to figure out what to do with the dog if I should die, house training it. The puppy kept close to me always and kept bugging me to look at what it was doing. As 4 week old puppies shouldn't be away from their mother yet and as they look like clumsy live teddy bears I was caught in between serious concern and stupid laughter.
Last night I dreamt that I came home and saw a disaster. the now 7 week old puppy told me a preposterous tale: "Some really big cats came in a started eating your shoe and I told them you had better stop that! And they said no that they was going to beat me up so I said just you try and we was fighting very hard and that's how your lamp got broke . . ."
Even in my sleep I knew that I'd have to get a dog of my own soon.

Click images for desktop size: "Ty Cobb-Tris Speaker-Eddie Collins: 3 For the Hall" The rest of the time has been taken up in getting our housemate ready to take her top hot pop job. She has to take it. The package is unbelievable. But she's resisting a lot of it, with pretty good cause.
Even people who hate their lives don't really want it to change.
At least not this drastically. Moving from a beautiful house that's been hers for 10 years, to a new city where she knows no one, and well. . .
And today I did a test run on the bus to the place where I start work on Monday. It was kind of depressing but not terrible.
More doctors tomorrow and then another job interview.

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