SilverWolf's Sleep Sessions

I hate these near misses. Darnit.


Saturday, August 17, 4:30 am

I only remember glimpses of my dream. Me, in some kind of space-like environment or possibly a water environment (I say this because I have the feeling that I'm floating, but everything is black. Perhaps I'm even in between dreams, as I *had* attempted to WILD before going to sleep). I tell myself that I ought to do a Reality Check, but for some reason I convince myself it can wait until later. Something, I'm not sure what (the serene feeling of floating, perhaps?) has my attention at the moment. I intend to do a Reality Check in just a minute or two. I repeat this process three or four times, and EVERY SINGLE TIME I manage to talk myself into waiting a bit longer. I never did end up doing a reality check at all. Just how deranged can the sleeping mind possibly be??

~SilverWolf~