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For us wimpy Californians, it's being cold these days. I had to scrape ice off all the car windows this morning, and it seems like I've had to do that more than usual this year. I'm not feeling the cold much, though, even though I never have gotten around to getting someone in to look at the heater. At night I have my electric mattress pad. In the evenings I change into the fleece sweats after my shower. And on weekends, I have a fire in the stove. (And the cat has her little heated pad as well, which she's quite fond of.)

I had one of those weird vivid dreams last night -- probably compounded by a touch of sleep paralysis. I and a couple of (unspecified) friends were sleeping around a dying campfire in the middle of a large open plain. I kept struggling to stay awake because there were lions and wild dogs prowling around, but I couldn't keep my eyes open. Every time I'd pry my eyelids open, there would be a creature snuffling at me and I'd try to wave a wooden stick at them to keep them away, but my arms wouldn't work properly either. And then my eyes would close again ....

I'm always fascinated by "meaningful" dreams. ( Read more... )