Did I dream about you last night or am I just crazy?
Since starting this medicine, I’ve more or less stopped remembering my dreams, which is unsettling for me because I love my dreams, even the bad ones, because I remember about 90% of them. It’s starting to come back in bits and pieces. I do vividly remember my bad dream from the night before (always the bad ones, isn’t it?). Last night I think I dreamed about Matt Nathanson, albeit briefly. There was no making out like last time (well, that I remember. He could’ve gotten me completely tanked and taken advantage of me. Not that he’d have to try that hard. If he were single, that is.). I woke up this morning singing his version of Starfish & Coffee.
But I also had a dream that I was about to take a shower in my mom and dad’s old bathroom. I needed to take my medicine first but I dropped it in the sink accidentally. The sink was full of water and every time I stuck my hand in to get the pills, I would miss them. And every second, the sink was getting bigger and bigger until I was in the sink and trying to grab the pills so I could use them as floaties because! the sink! was huge!
Then I woke up.