Dreaming of Dreams

I can’t remember the last time I had a dream. A really good, memorable dream. I suppose I never really give myself enough time to get into a good, deep REM sleep. That’s what I get for being nocturnal. At least I can still get bits and pieces of dreams, the scraps, if I try hard enough. They can be interesting. Sometimes, I can pull out words and phrases. Bits of whatever it was intended to be. But hell if I can figure out why I was supposed to dream it.

And now, I bid all you readers adieu. I leave in search of the aforementioned dreams.

 

 

Goodnight,  internet.

~ by Just Another Writer on Sunday, November 8, 2009.