...Visions of sugar plums...
Jan. 21st, 2010 02:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
capri0mniI am about to toddle off to bed for another sleep cycle.^
Durning the last two sleep cycles, I've awoken from dreams about some vague, abiguously evil people or person infiltrating Christmas festivities. I forget specific details, but it might have shifted between poisoning the punch, or infecting one of the children* with fever.
There may also have been a small, sentient, yellow bird trying to navigate through storm clouds textured like cotton wool, and the dark mottled grey of laundry lint....
Ever since I last woke I've been musing over the irony that, nearly a month after it's old news for the people around me, my brain has suddenly been filled with images of red velvet bunting, and holly-strewn mantlepieces, and glistening bowls of steaming wassail.
Yeah, Like Neitherfishnor, up there, I'm pretty much thinking [?!] about it all, too.
^You can see, by looking at the timestamp on the post, why I've given up on the notion of "last night, I dreamt..." or "This morning, I dreamt..."
*My dreams are always crowded with characters that have no discernable connection with anyone I actually know from waking life. Aren't yours?
BTW, "Dreamt" is the only word in the English language with the "mt" consonant blend. ...At least, I read that, somewhere.
Durning the last two sleep cycles, I've awoken from dreams about some vague, abiguously evil people or person infiltrating Christmas festivities. I forget specific details, but it might have shifted between poisoning the punch, or infecting one of the children* with fever.
There may also have been a small, sentient, yellow bird trying to navigate through storm clouds textured like cotton wool, and the dark mottled grey of laundry lint....
Ever since I last woke I've been musing over the irony that, nearly a month after it's old news for the people around me, my brain has suddenly been filled with images of red velvet bunting, and holly-strewn mantlepieces, and glistening bowls of steaming wassail.
Yeah, Like Neitherfishnor, up there, I'm pretty much thinking [?!] about it all, too.
^You can see, by looking at the timestamp on the post, why I've given up on the notion of "last night, I dreamt..." or "This morning, I dreamt..."
*My dreams are always crowded with characters that have no discernable connection with anyone I actually know from waking life. Aren't yours?
BTW, "Dreamt" is the only word in the English language with the "mt" consonant blend. ...At least, I read that, somewhere.
