Love less

Thinking about the dream kept me awake for a good half hour or so before  I fell asleep again.  One of the last times I had a powerful dream, I wrote down notes and later discarded them.  What a loss.

In the face of love lost, I rediscovered a childhood classmate and found what seemed to be a deeper love.  As the dream state lifted, reality set in.  She is married and has a family of her own.  Upon further reflection, this isn't just any random classmate, but one I certainly had a crush on, which at that age tended to focus on the smartest girl in my class.  While not the first time I've fallen in love in a dream, this may well be the most memorable.

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I dream of totalitarianism

Wow, this may be the first time I have gotten up before 6:30 in the last two weeks. Had a chilling dream this morning. The imagery was so vivid that I was still thinking about the episode while cleaning the litter boxes this morning. I rarely remember the interesting dreams with any decent level of detail...

Back in college, hanging out with some buddies. We sneak into an upscale party. Something unexplained happens, and the whole place is locked down. I notice that the TV (large screen, 1984/Fahrenheit 541-style?) is announcing that one of my buddies is being sought by the authorities. Anyone with information should report it, which is a sure road to being tortured by the police. Search lights flood the area outside the doorway, and the window is the only way out. Except that we are at least five stories above ground level. Oddly, death from falling is a distant concern given the alternative. Without hesitation, I am the first one out the window. Three of us quickly find ourselves dangling from a ledge until the heat dies down.

Fleeing. I have no idea where I'm going. I am in a large but old hotel. Service staff carrying food trays are using the stairs because the elevators are out. Someone comments that the computer is down. A timely hole in the surveillance net. I blend in with the waiters and disappear down the stairs.

Drifting down a watery shaft. In an inner tube? Voices. Wary, I climb off and sneak onto an elevated walkway to observe the scene below. People are walking in my direction, chatting. School buses blink in and out. It takes me a few minutes to realize that I am in a non-police state. I sob with relief.

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I got a head full of ideas that are driving me insane

Woke up at 2:30 am today. I had actually dreamt about a gargantuan nest egg, which left me thinking about all the things I have in store for the next big experiment: retirement. Books I want to write and other grand aspirations. Usually, dry itchy skin wakes me up in the middle of the night. In this case, I was sitting on $2B (maybe it was just $2M) of unrealized capital gains.

So I'm thinking in bed, and this, of course, is never conducive to falling asleep. One of the consultants I work with is fond of saying, "There's plenty of time to sleep when I'm dead." My unspoken retort to this is, "If I don't get enough sleep, I'll go to an early grave." This guy gets up insanely early to run, and he completed a marathon not long ago. Two of my less athletic colleagues, on the other hand, regularly get to work at 6:00 am, and I get the impression that they get 5-6 hours of sleep. I'm convinced I can pull that off, too. I get up just after 3:00, and incredibly, BK is already up and hunting what turns out to be a small roach. Squish. Brushed and spent quality time with both cats. The best way to start the day. Gonna do an early morning workout (possibly the first one in a year as I had to switch to evening exercise when I started this job) and then make breakfast. Maybe get some reading in. Then hit the grocery store for fruit and yogurt before getting into the office super early. 3:40. Time for push-ups.

Whoa. Been composing comments on news blogs, and it is now well after 5:00. Guess I'll skip reading a book this morning. Less than 5 hours of sleep for me. Should be an interesting day.

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This morning I dreamt that I could model my thought processes and emotions with a computer program. What an intriguing idea.

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This morning I dreamt that I had accidentally picked Detroit as a 10-point underdog against the Colts, but I could have sworn they were playing Minnesota this week...

This Accenture parody is funny and rings so true of consulting.