Dancing in My Sleep and Other Bedtime Mysteries

I tilt my head back gracefully, swan-like, and lift my arms high in the air. I bring one hand down and gently graze my arm with my fingers, then repeat the same movement with the other hand; over and over, in a languid, ballet-like dance. Read More Dancing in My Sleep and Other Bedtime Mysteries

Lunchtime Poll – 3/2

I have the most boring dreams.  99% of the time they are about things I do every day.  If I’m nervous about say, an upcoming test, I’ll have a dream where I do badly on the test.  You don’t need Freud to interpret that shiz.  There are never any celebrities, I’m never some badass Buffy fighting a vampire.  The only time I remember flying in a dream was when I had chicken pox in the 6th grade.  Bo-ring.  So what about you readers? Tell me about your dreams.  Exciting? Boring? Lots of dreams of flying or falling? Sexy celebrities? Or are you just as soporific as I am? Read More Lunchtime Poll – 3/2

Screaming Willies

After all these years, I’m surprised that the police have never been called to my house. Not even the night I screamed myself hoarse. No, you didn’t accidentally click on a Frisky Feminist post, I’m talking about something completely different ““ hypnagogic hallucinations. Read More Screaming Willies