Actually it's not insomnia. I have cat-like sleeping patterns. I'll nap for a few hours, then be wide awake, then get real tired and nap for a few hours again. And it cycles through the whole day. It's actually not so bad, except when I'm in a situation where I am not allowed to fall asleep.
During one of my cat-naps today, I had a strange dream that I was walking neck-deep in water through a swamp following some small midget thing. It wasn't human, and I'd like to say it was Yoda, but it wasn't.
I climbed up onto dry land and suddenly found myself walking into an alligator pit in a zoo. But to get to the door to the alligator pit, I had to crawl through a fish-tank full of crickets. I was tiptoeing toward a sleeping alligator, just about to pull its tail when I noticed that the baby alligators were escaping through the door that I had left open.
But when I turned to catch them, I got worried that the sleeping alligator would wake up, so I ran out of the pit. The baby alligators were just hanging out with the crickets -- they were all the same size. Big crickets or really small baby alligators? No idea. I was too grossed out to pick up the baby alligators for some reason, so I called Beau to help, since I know he likes animals, but he was watching T.V. and didn't come to help right away.
Weird, right? Can someone interpret this for me?
Posted by glenn at January 6, 2005 02:25 AM