Too Much to Dream

August 8, 2004

So I was talking the other day about how if I get too caffeinated late in the day, I have really crazy, vivid dreams. Steven Wright mentions it in “Coffee and Cigarettes,” how he drinks coffee right before he sleeps so he can “dream fast.”

Anyway, last night was kind of like that, with my brain in complete overdrive about two hours into my REM cycle. It was standard wandering the city stuff, possibly being followed (?), but lit like a Wong Kar Wai movie with intense, moody colors. It shifted pace a lot and didn’t make a whole lot of sense, but somewhere along the line my dream kind of flipped, and all of a sudden I was sitting in front of my monitor clicking on some livejournals or something. I woke up immediately in a huff, and realized that was the first time I’ve ever woken up from a nightmare from being completely bored.

I went back to sleep, dreamt normally after that. Weird.

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