I woke up this morning with a knot the size of Kansas in my neck, which has the unfortunate side-effect of giving me a splitting headache that occasionally makes it feel like my right eye is about to pop out and brings up black spots across my vision when I stand up or move my head too fast. Needless to say, my plans to go for a bike ride this morning flew straight out the window.
Instead, I went back to sleep, having slept badly all night. And had one of the strangest dreams ever. I don’t usually remember my dreams, but when I do they’re really strange. This one involved a private basement that was as big as a mall – including a practice room for dance without mirrors on the walls, three gift shops, and an “animal room” that was basically a small zoo with a boat tour for all these people in evening gowns and tuxes. Of course, there was a regular pool, too. Also, there was a boy who was supposed to be my cousin and a huge group of girls who wanted me to go with them to win a song-and-dance contest as a fund raiser for their group. I actually knew the song, and you would too if I could remember what it was. All very odd.
I’m all set to finish up my pages for next week’s submission today, and hopefully start editing tomorrow.
Any other strange dreams out there this morning?