The Doorbell

Well, it continues... that is my terrible annoying sleep habits. I have a habit of talking in my sleep, and nightmares. Last night, my "nightmare" was that I was pulled over on Valley Rd back in Wayne county for going 80 in a 55mph zone on the big curve in front of Shreve swamp. The worst part was that it was $816! It's strange to me that I can remember the amount of the ticket, and even weirder, that it was a hand-written amount. (Generally my "eyes" don't focus on such details during my dreams.) What's funnier is that was my "nightmare". Seriously, it was scary to me, and I awoke in a sweat to tell Joe. Not long after that, I woke him up again to tell him that the doorbell had rung- twice. As you can imagine, he doesn't give my comments much credibility when they occur between 1am and 5am, and I kinda don't blame him. So, he told me to go back to sleep, and that no one had rung the doorbell. Whatever.

Some of you might know all this about me... that I come up with ridiculuous stories during the night, and start talking as if it was all real. Most of the time, it takes me a sentence or two to realize I'm talking in my sleep. I have no idea why I'm like this, or why my dreams are so very vivid to me. So... I started looking into the science of sleep today, since I clearly need help, and apparently am not normal in this area. What I found is that REM sleep is the deepest, and it's where the majority of dreams occur. We have a better, vivid memory of dreams that occurred in that state, than what is dreamed in Stages 1-3. I take all that to mean, that I must sleep in the REM state most often, which I kind of find hard to believe, because these nutty dreams of mine do not leave me feeling rested. They say that these dreams are ways that my psyche helps me cope/process the events in my life. Which of course leads me to question why the heck am I getting speeding tickets in a town I don't live in, and why are they so freaking expensive?!

Part of me also thinks that this pysche coping stuff is crap because I have also awakened Joe in the middle of the night to tell him there was a sweet little baby bunny sleeping between our pillows, and I swear to you, I could see it as if it were really there. I just don't see anything to be learned from that dream, or great revelations in baby bunnies. But put yourself in Joe's shoes, or sheets in this instance, he's gotta be convinced I'm completely nuts, and thankfully I keep the crazy behavior limited to the early morning hours when he's the only audience.

Well, that's all for now... I've gotta go answer the door. Somewhere.