The half-asleep obsessions with what my own mind creates when my conscious self takes the back seat to sleep. And other such wanderings.
15 March 2011
Lots and lots of not much at all
Dreams from last night are some sort of medley of Disney characters and Renaissance Festival folk running around in the snow. Combine that with my reaction (in reality) to my dreams of the cold (covering up) and you have one sleepless sweaty me. Boo.