Remembering Dreams

my former driveway

I had a strange sleep last night. I woke up several times. Once I panicked that I had not set the alarm clock. I reached up, grabbed my cell phone, and I set it for 6:45 AM. I woke up again and looked at the phone wondering why the alarm did not go off. It was only 5ish. I then realized it was Saturday, no reason for an alarm. So I turned it off. Sometime during all of that I was in a dream with some famous people. We were just hanging out, standing in a circle, inside a house. Right now, I can’t even recall their names. Two were famous women. One more so than the other. There were also some other people I did not recognize. I guess it does not matter now, since I did not write it down when I awoke. I went to sleep before midnight for the first time in a long while. I might do the same again, but this time I am taking my notebook.

I don’t like that I can remember my nightmares, but not the sweet dreams. I once, about ten years ago, had a nightmare about a one eyed, one arm man coming into the store that I worked at at shooting everyone (not me). I can still see him walking over bodies strewn on the floor. The next day at work, a customer asked me a question, and when I turned around, I was face to face with a bald man with one eye. I am not sure how I answered him. I am sure I promptly made it to the ladies room and stayed there long enough to make sure he was out of the store before I returned. He did return several times, but I could spot him across my department. I am sorry I could not wait on him, but I did what I had to do. I avoided the situation, and everyone lived.