Collected Thoughts

This morning the alarm woke me up and I was bargining with myself as I kept hitting snooze (next time it goes off I'll get up. promise...okay maybe the next time...) when I heard a THUD! from somewhere around the back of the house. Woke me up, Anna jumped up and went into a defensive crouch (if you have a cat you know what I mean...) and being startled awake I tried to figure if someone was in the house. Intellectually I knew that was impossible because I couldn't hear anyone moving around, and the house is small enough that you can always hear someone moving.

But Anna didn't calm down, so I got up and investigated to prove to myself no one was there. And nobody was. The back door was locked. Anna didn't calm down and I gave up on sleeping. It was a weird feeling.

I think maybe a branch fell on the roof, or maybe a very fat squrriel.

The dream I was having prior to waking up didn't help me.

I dreamed of sharks. Big giant sharks. Well, one big giant shark. The beginning of my dream I was up high in the air with someone...we were on balcony or floating or something. There was a woman below us on a dock, but the water was rising above the dock and she didn't get up, just kept sunbathing, and a shark was right there --- it lunged from below and then me and whoever I was with flew away. Or tried to fly, it was sort of running on water and trying to get away from the giant shark.

We made several close escapes from the shark and then were in this werid raft thing (it had a roof, v. weird) by land! but it was an almost sheer cliff that had rocks that were very loose, but I'd had enough and took my chances on the cliff. But the rocks started falling away and I couldn't get my footing, and someone stuck their hand down to help me and I thought "His name is Balthasar Getty and I'm going to die." and then the noise woke me up.

My mind is a strange place.