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.
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.