This morning I had a dream about a newborn baby who was thought to be terrorizing the neighborhood. There was a rash of people being killed by large objects landing on them in their sleep- an armoire or a large oak desk for instance.
Everyone was living in fear and they were tired of cleaning up the messes each day.
For some reason I was brought in to solve the crime and I took to stalking the babe. The baby belonged to Miranda from Sex and the City. I suppose it was Brady when he was a newborn.
It turns out that invisible forces were helping the baby (or using the baby?) to manipulate these large objects a wreak havoc on the adults. The motive was unclear to me.
With my help, a series of traps was set to prevent the baby from further harming humanity.
The baby was secured as a threat and, though my dream cut off at that point, will probably go on to support the military or the mob.
I have been pondering starting a little side blog about my disorderly sleep, so here we go!
I do not have trouble falling asleep. In fact I yawn and fade out all throughout the day. I could lay down and snooze at any time. This is becauseI don't sleep, I dream, yeah. Sleep studies(think various gadgets attached to my body while I sleep in an office come bedroom) have shown that when I sleep at night, my brain stays active dreaming and scheming away more than it should.
R.E.M. is my favorite band and ironically they named after the stage of sleep that plagues my nights. My brain slips into REM 15 to 20 min after I fall asleep, when most people sleep for around 90 min before going into REM. This is sign of narcoplepsy . As a result, hilarity ensues and I wake up in the morning anxious, tense, frazzled, and ready to go to bed!
I do work with some health professionals to find eclectic ways to work with this, but I figured while that happens I might as well share some of the entertaining things that come out of my sleep!
