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Saturday, February 25, 2012

A dream of ... grocery shopping?


So... I WAS in bed early last night again, before midnight, but I wasn't tired. Trying to force myself back into a regular pattern, as the journey back to sleep has been a rocky path to say the least. I had the laptop in bed with me. No I don't sleep with it, but somehow it helps to induce sleepiness. Got around to reading some blogs again and doing a few posts, but for some reason I didn't get tired doing that as I usually do. Anyways... I think I slept well. "Think" is the operative word, as I am not sure. I had a rather interesting dream. In it, I was in a grocery store shopping, with my sister and mom ahead of me in the store. They bought a lot of stuff, but I couldn't afford much of anything and just wanted something cheap and special that I really liked. I went to get a big box of Eggo Waffles, grabbed one, but then as I was walking down the aisle, I changed my mind and went back, only to notice that the Eggo Waffles were now in the Dog Food section. In the dream, I was a little taken aback. Anyways, I think I knew that I had to get going, so I went for another favourite, which was on sale, Turkey TV dinners. It was two for something, so I went for that and to the check-out. I then realized that I only had $7, which wasn't enough, so I asked my mom if I could borrow the extra needed. She handed me a wad of cash, and I said no... I don't need all that! Then she was driving us home, and while we were on the way, I woke up.

The funny thing? My fridge looks like this...


.... and I have been struggling with myself and my life right now, but... for whatever reason, I woke up in a state of calm, feeling safe... that everything was going to be fine. I think that mom knew what I needed ... knows.

6 comments:

DaveO said...

Is that a hockey puck in your fridge?

FWIW: sounds like a very nice dream of family, wants, and meeting those wants.

Spockgirl said...

Dude, you just made me go look. But yes, I keep a hockey puck in my fridge so that it won't be shocked when it goes on the ice. Just kidding. I did have to look though. Second shelf on the left? A quart jar of a very dark red liquid. I do not know what it is.

As fot the dream, I would think it much like those dreams where you dream of being in a bathroom, which means that you should get up and go to the bathroom.

Anonymous said...

That's a snorter!

Eh... perhaps about the dream, but considering your posts of late have been of the 'swimming without a lifeguard' variety, I considered those posts as providing context.

But that's not logical.

Spockgirl said...

Could you tell? My logichead hit the wall at the deep end quite some time ago.

DaveO said...

The Anonymous was me. Which, you probably already knew that.

Well, you were bound to either go one way or the other at some point.

Spockgirl said...

Yesh. And... I would say that 50% of logic was thrown out the window just by starting a blog.