Friday, December 29, 2006

A Dreamy Friday Five

Yes, I am still in the land of the living...although I'd been burning my holiday candle at both ends for the last two weeks, after which I promptly came down with a respiratory infection. (Right now I am sucking on an over-the-counter tablet that's a hearty dose of vitamin C plus some kind of homeopathic-mojo mixture of herbal essences. Because I'm on blood pressure meds my choices in cold remedies are quite limited; I didn't have a lot of faith in this particular compound, but I bought a bottle in desperation, as I was schlepping my feverish and miserable self home after falling ill at work -- but you know, it seems to have made a difference in the severity of the symptoms; that and a day in bed.)

I don't yet have the mental capacity to blog about my Christmas experiences or insights, so instead I'll play the RevGalBlogPals' Friday Five:

A dream you remember from childhood. I used to have scary dreams when I was a kid. The skeleton army from, I think, Jason and the Argonauts popped up in my dreams several times after seeing that movie. I had a recurring dream where blotches of slimy, gooey substance suddenly appeared all over the house, and touching the stuff killed you. (Wasn't this out of War of the Worlds?)

A recurring or significant dream.
I dream a lot about finding myself back in college, at my current age, in a class I had no idea I was enrolled in, about to take a test for which I am totally unprepared.

A nightmare.
I once, long ago, dreamed about the end of the world. I was in a crowd, outside, on a sunny summer day, when a huge mushroom cloud suddenly exploded against the horizon. My final thought before waking up: "Oh -- so this is how it's going to happen."

A favorite daydream.
I used to combat insomnia by engaging in virtual landscaping -- imagining a bare yard and then coming up with arrangements of plants to fill it. These days, if I daydream, it's generally about pleasant places I've been in the past year...walking the beach on Lake Michigan, or traveling through the Upper Peninsula.

A dream for the New Year.
Here is one pretty practical, unromantic dream: I want to lessen the amount of chaos in my life -- whether chaos of mind or of accumulated "stuff." What I need to do now is to quantify this in some fashion so that I can actually follow through.

2 comments:

P.S. (an after-thought) said...

When you figure out the one about chaos, let us know. We'll be waiting to try your method out.

I thought about suggesting you write a book, but the rest of us don't need more stuff.

revabi said...

Hope you feel better. How nasty to be sick at this time of year.

hope you can get the chaos figured out also.

neat dreams.