And somewhere, somehow I ended up topless, but eventually threw a white something – towel maybe? – around my shoulders to give the appearance of a shirt. Long story short, I woke up before I found my car.
I found this dream interpretation and it kinda sorta fits. I’m making a career change and have a self-imposed deadline to move into new career, but I have doubts I’m going to make my deadline.
Second dream: I fell back asleep and saw a vent above my head in the bedroom with ants coming and going from it. When I opened my eyes, I looked at the ceiling. No, there’s no such vent in my bedroom. I can’t even interpret this one.
I couldn’t get back to sleep after the ant dream; I had maybe three hours of sleep.
Saturday night’s dream had me on a houseboat with several other tourists. We docked at a very rickety looking shack and a monster (we never actually saw it) starting picking off the boat tourists one by one. It had all the makings of a cheesy B movie. In the dream, I knew how it ended because I read the Wikipedia page (can’t explain it), but in reality, I don’t know what happened; the dream ended as several of us were walking down a very narrow flight of stairs into a dark basement. On paper, it’s not scary, but in the dream, it was scary.
Again, maybe three hours of sleep.
I took an hour’s nap this afternoon, so I don’t feel quite so loopy from lack of sleep. I’m half tempted to take an over-the-counter sleep aid tonight, but I don’t like the idea of not being able to wake up from of one of these dreams as easily.
Here’s hoping tonight brings pleasant dreams, or better still, none at all.