“You ever have that feeling where you don’t know whether you’re awake or still dreaming?”
-Neo, The Matrix
Last night, finally in my own bed, my brain exploded with dreams. I woke up at 5 a.m. and then fell back asleep until 9, and those hours were pretty psychedelic. In one dream, a woman in a wedding dress and Grim Reaper deaths-head makeup was chasing me, followed by a bunch of angry golden retrievers, also chasing me. This can’t be good. There were long stretches where I was in fact dreaming, but it felt so real I wasn’t sure.
Then again, maybe this is the dream and I really am being chased by a skeleton in a wedding dress. I guess we’ll never know.