Thursday, 25 September 2014
I've blogged quite a few times on the subject of dreams. I've 'suffered' from the problem for as many years as I can remember although sometimes I seem to go for periods without any. I know that I posted in 2008 that I had got to the stage of classifying my night escapades as dreams (ok, perhaps even pleasant but I'd rather just sleep), night ponies (I'd rather have had a dream and, in any case I don't usually remember them), night mares (not very pleasant at all but usually forgotten within a day or so) and, worst of all, night stallions (which cause me to wake in a fearful sweat, which often remain with me for weeks and which come back again and again both when I'm asleep and awake).
Anyway I've been having a lot of dreams and mild night ponies recently and I woke up this morning to one bordering on being a night mare and the first thing I said to myself was just how thankful I was that it wasn't a full-blown nightmare. Then I realised that it was Thursday and my Thankful Thursday post was already written for me.
I'm very thankful for a relatively 'quiet' period in my dreaming life.