Vague Dream Recollections

I am pretty sure that getting a lot of sleep will help me remember my dreams more. I slept more than I have in a long time yesterday, and I remembered more about my dreams than normal.

I remember that it was snowing, but it was June, so we were all surprised.

My step-brother was in town, but I hadn’t made any attempt to visit him. I told Jennifer that if it had been my half-brother it would be different, but I’ve hung out with my step-brother enough for a while. She finally agreed, but mentioned that if this were a book she’d have argued more.

It’s so odd. I know there’s more. It’s just hovering beneath the surface, though, and any attempt to grasp it makes it shoot away. It’s like squeezing a bar of soap too hard.

So, I’ll be sleeping more tonight, hopefully. I’ll let you know how it goes.


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Paul Gude writes small books, makes stupid music, draws silly pictures, and does weird things on stage.
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