lastnite: a dream journal

Have you tried sleeping?

There were thunderstorms all night, and I slept with the window cracked for the smell of rain. I think that somewhat explains this dream fragment: I was climbing a tree in a fenced yard when Matt drove by in War Machine (a beat-up mid/late-1980s Suburban) and, seeing me above the fence in the trees, asked me, "What's the matter? Can't you sleep?" I shook my head, and he said, "Have you tried swimming?" I hadn't, then I was in the ocean (only chlorinated) floating with my head through an inner tube. I then "fell asleep" bouncing with the waves.

There was some decompression about the brainstorming session downtown.