Broken Sleep
Last night, I fell asleep around 2.
Woke up at 3:15, 3:25. 3:35, 3:40, 3:50, 5:30, 6:30, 7:30, and finally at 8:30 I was actually supposed to get up, and so now here I am.
I had a lot of vivid, odd dreams. And let me tell you, the mall in my dreams is a lot more grandiose than the one I go to on a day-to-day basis. In this one part, a friend and I decended this massive staircase into Macy’s, and it had to have been about 30 feet wide and it was about 5 terraces of steps downwards (at about the typical 10-12 steps each per set), and there were these fancy chrome and glass dividers running up said steps separating it into about four sections. The actual store had more makeup and jewelery on display than I may have ever seen, and it was all set up on those rotating things like you see the junk jewelery hanging from. We came across two ladies selling what looked a little like catcher’s breastplates, but I’m not sure what they were supposed to be. I do remember that one was cheap hard foam like old pool equipment. And I was looking in specific for eyeshadow that was the color green like what you’d find in those two-tone irridescent fabrics (where it’s, say, purprle at one angle, and green at another), and Racheal didn’t know what I was talking about (which even in the dream seemed silly, because everybody’s seen that stuff by now), but showed me some barrettes that were multicolored that had a green one on top.I had broken, half-formed dreaming images of drumming, but that was from the heater making heavy ticking sounds. At one of the three intervals in which I woke, I definately remember hearing thunder. Three peals of thick-sounding thunder all one right after the other. Which seems odd, given that it’s mid-winter and I don’t think it stormed last night. Very peculiar indeed.
