So, I've had this blog for some time now but haven't done a thing with it so far. Guess now is as good a time as any. Trouble is, I'm not sure I have much to say. Then again, having said that, I guess I did have something to say, didn't I? In saying I have nothing to say, I ended up saying something. Wow, that could become mental gymnastics, couldn't it?
I suppose this is where I let you into my head for a quick visit. You sure you wanna do that? It can be pretty scary being in my head sometimes. For instance, I've been having some weird dreams lately. The latest was about Batman and Robin. The old version. You know. Adam West and Burt Ward?
Anyway, they were in the Bat Mobile, chasing down the bad guys when they drew up beside them and Robin started making faces at them. The next time I saw them, they had been captured and were being netted to some kind of frame work. Supposedly their doom, right? But anyone who's ever seen the old TV show knows they always get out of any predicament they find themselves in. I didn't get to finish that dream because my mind went somewhere else. I don't actually remember that one.
They say that the dreams you remember most vividly are the ones that are trying to tell you something. Still not sure what this one was trying to say. Make fun of the bad guys and you find yourself in a bad predicament maybe? Never stopped me before, why should it now?
Of course, I suppose I could have just as easily dreamed of purple dinasaurs named Barney and there might have been a message there. Or not. Actually, that might be classified as a nightmare if it ever happened. Depends on how you feel about Barney.
Many times, my dreams lead me to write stories about them. It's where I get a lot of my ideas. Quite often, though, I start the story then discover there's nothing more to it, which can be really frustrating. I file these away as possible starters for the future and move on.
But the weirdest dreams I have are when I dream about my job. Working in my sleep is really annoying. Sleep is supposed to be a rest from work not a continuation of it. But then I have those dreams where I'm late to work. That's when I have to tell myself to wake up now. If I'm dreaming about being late, I'm almost always oversleeping.
Hmm. I just looked back at my first paragraph. For someone who didn't have much to say, I certainly said quite a bit. You see? That's what it's like to be in my mind. Just when I think I know my own mind, I find I really don't. In fact, once I put fingers to keyboard, even I'm sometimes surprised at what happens.