I laughed this morning in my sleep. Laughed to the point where I woke up, still laughing. This has happened a grand total of two times in my life. I tried to explain to my husband and oldest son at breakfast why I was laughing... that I had dreamed a movie. In my excitement, I began telling them the story, and both of them looked sort of... worried. Like I might not be cooking on a full burner, or something.
(Of course I'm not cooking on a full burner, I am a writer, what did they expect?)
Posted by toni at February 22, 2004 11:24 AMI've had those dreams where I go "HA!" and wake myself up.
And my husband's eyes immediately glaze over when I start a sentence with "Oh, I have to tell you this dream I had last night..." He just doesn't get it and has no interest in hearing these fantastical tales that happen in my subconscious. Nor does he care to analyze them. He never remembers his dreams. What's with that?
Posted by: Amanda at February 22, 2004 03:43 PMI wish I knew. Both Carl and Luke claim to never remember any dreams, and I dream in technicolor and the dreams are so loud and real. I cannot imagine not dreaming like that.
Posted by: toni at February 22, 2004 03:51 PM