Dreaming dreams

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Date: 02 February 2008 22:45:58

It's been a long week of early shifts for me this week, rounded off yesterday with an enjoyable but exhausting post-work quiz night yesterday , which meant a day that began with my alarm at 5.20am and ended with getting home just after midnight. So maybe it's not surprising that I've slept a lot today; till about 8.15 this morning and, outrageously, for about three and a half hours this afternoon (I love napping, but usually find that after a long 'un I can't sleep at night. Tonight, however, as I write this at 10.20pm I feel the need of matchsticks to keep my eyes open).

Where all this self-absorbed rambling is leading to is that I've had a lot of dreams over the past 24 hours, mostly variations on familiar themes. There's the one that we suddenly discover a new room in our home, which we've never used. This tends to be a kitchen. I'm not really sure two kitchens would be all that useful, but hey. I suppose the significance of this dream could be simply wishing we had more space*, but I can't help thinking it's probably about hidden parts of myself, ooer. The home in that dream was a flat in a large block that we have never lived in, but I also dreamed at some point that the landlady (Evil Dream Landlady, not the real one who is very nice as far as I can tell) was in our current house, telling the agent that we had not kept the place tidy (which is true) and that we had ruined the fireplace (the house was built in the 1980s and doesn't have fireplaces), and that she wanted us out of the property tomorrow (which I'm sure is illegal under the Rents Something-or-Other Act). I was shouting 'Hello, I am here, you know' at them, but they were ignoring me.

* I don't have them so often now, but a while back I used to have dreams where someone showed us a modest but pleasant house, and offered to either rent it to us for £10 a month, or sell it to us for £20,000. I suppose that's why they call them dreams.

Things left undone is another persistent dream theme for me. I graduated over eight years ago, yet still find myself having dreams where I suddenly realise that I have a huge essay due in a few days on a topic I know nothing about and have done no research on. A variation on this in my dreams today was my boss telling me that I had to write about five pages of stuff for my PDR (annual appraisal).

So there we are. Oh, and being ignored while I shriek with long-suppressed rage, desperately trying to put my point across is, another theme. Hmmm, who'da thunk? I will try and unpack this a bit more later, but just now I need to sleep. I have been awake for nearly five hours, y'know.