in the moments when my thoughts were adrift
so…I’ve been having these odd, semi-conscious dreams over the last couple of months. It started out with this recurring dream where I was holding Sammy, feeding him, while sitting up in bed. At some point I put him down and he got lost in the comforter. At this point I would actually sit up in bed — not in my dream, but not awake — and start rummaging through the blankets, totally thinking that I had wrapped Sammy up in there. Erika would usually wake up during this and ask me what I was doing, and I was say something like “I was feeding the baby, but I can’t find him” and she would tell me that he was sleeping. I would fall back to sleep after that…
Last night, I had convinced myself, while sleeping, that it was time to get up and start my day. Now, I wear glasses, so seeing the clock isn’t the easiest, but I was sure it was time. Actually, I was a few minutes early, so I sat up to gather myself for the day. I must have been sitting there, on the edge of the bed, for maybe three minutes. When I reached over to grab my glasses, I saw the clock: it was 12:45, not 4:45! Somehow, my mind thought it was time…it wasn’t, and I went back to bed. Two hours later, Sammy woke up, and Erika got out of bed to check on him. I woke up and it was only 12:50!
I honestly think it has to do with taking my vitamins at night before bed…