I miss fiction

I really need to be writing more.

A few nights ago I dreamed that Lost bifurcated into two new seasons that followed two alternative endings, and I dreamed the pilot episode of both those seasons. In detail.

Last night I had a dream about escaping a T-rex by putting someone else’s head in its jaws (!!) and locking them both in a chamber (!!!). I also dreamed the whole family went to Ithaca — to help Shra — and when it started snowing heavily, Mommy had to drive Shra and me somewhere, while Al, Erik, and Daddo stayed behind and would leave separately. I was terrified of the snowy drive across the gorges… I woke up and was surprised and so thankful to find Erik with me. ๐Ÿ™‚

Not only are these my usual vivid dreams, but they’re also dealing pretty heavily with fear, escape, threats, danger, and drama. Hmm.