July 27, 2006

Dreamscapes

Do you have one of those points in the morning when you are trying to sleep, but you suddenly do something and you are awake. Not wide alert awake, like a bolt of lightning coursed through you, but awake enough to sense in your mind that you aren't going back to sleep no matter how comfortable the bed and the soft sheets are?

I hate this moment with an absolute passion. I'm thinking about morning people and how they rise to meet the day. I have this little theory. These people don't have vivid dreams. See, I like to sleep. It means I'm dreaming (Or I'm going to be.) I have epic dreams. Action, adventure and sometimes even a little romance. There is no over acting, no misplayed parts. Adrenaline surges and if it were a theater, you'd hear the oohs and ahhs from the very last row.

So, my theory is that Morning People have no internal entertainment system. Sure, they dream, but they don't dream vivid epics. Otherwise, they wouldn't want to get out of bed so bad. Perhaps they have Dream Light. Perhaps they even dream in black and white. How horrible would that be? Dream Light - enough dream to keep your body rested with what it needs, but no entertainment value. Perhaps it's like old re-runs where you know what is going to happen so you don't pay much attention, more of a peripheral kind of thing.

6 Comments:

At 9:38 AM, Blogger Lara said...

I hate dreams... I feel like I spent the night chasing all of those villains personally and I wake up totally exhausted.

Send me Dream Light any time. I spent 3 nights this week trying to solve a case that would've baffled the CSI specialists... cleaning up blood spatters and collecting evidence... discovering hidden stairways leading into my parents attic from my old bedroom...

Shyt, I slept well last night and I'm STILL exhausted from the previous 3 nights. I didn't know people could even HAVE serial dreams until I had one that continued where it left off for 3 nights!

 
At 2:01 PM, Blogger Annalis said...

I have these moments in the morning when my alarm is going off and I am having a fantastic dream that I just want to play with and roll around in my head for as long as possible.

 
At 9:47 AM, Blogger Natalia said...

My sleep patterns are odd. Early wake-ups...semi-conscious states I kinda remember. This happens when I am stressed. And it's oddly comforting.

-N

 
At 3:19 PM, Blogger Still Searching... said...

My dreams are scarily real. I say scarily b/c they're usually not of the good variety. And the ones that are, don't last long enough!

 
At 12:07 AM, Blogger Maggi-nifica said...

Two nights ago I dreamt I was running for an elevator and just make it. Inside was a woman in a gorgeous long white gown iwth color nordic embrodery along the back hem and train. She looked like she wanted that elevator to reach the bottom that instant so she could dash. She had this amazing coat on. The next thing I know, I have her coat on, she has mine - You go that way, I'll go the other. The doors open and we take off. Uniformed men were at the end of the lobby and took off after me. As one got hold of me I woke like you described.

It's killing me to get back to that dream and find out if she got a way, who were those men, what made her dash, who made her dress.

I told my house guest about the dream, she just shook her head - How do you dream like that? she asked.
How do you not? I asked.

It's a gift - it's your own mental Tivo with all the movies in the world and you get to direct them

 
At 12:07 AM, Blogger Maggi-nifica said...

Two nights ago I dreamt I was running for an elevator and just make it. Inside was a woman in a gorgeous long white gown iwth color nordic embrodery along the back hem and train. She looked like she wanted that elevator to reach the bottom that instant so she could dash. She had this amazing coat on. The next thing I know, I have her coat on, she has mine - You go that way, I'll go the other. The doors open and we take off. Uniformed men were at the end of the lobby and took off after me. As one got hold of me I woke like you described.

It's killing me to get back to that dream and find out if she got a way, who were those men, what made her dash, who made her dress.

I told my house guest about the dream, she just shook her head - How do you dream like that? she asked.
How do you not? I asked.

It's a gift - it's your own mental Tivo with all the movies in the world and you get to direct them

 

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