I may be channeling Charles Dickens

I think I may be secretly brilliant and just didn’t know it. I must be because my dreams are awesome. Where do I get this stuff? I dreamed that I was at a fair talking to a man wearing plastic animal print pants while some crazy lady kept insisting that I lost her rent money that she was collecting. Then a parade of Victorian dressed women sashayed by for a dinner on the grounds. I started searching for my husband when an old man grabbed my arm and insisted on escorting me. We ran into a group of religious nuts selling baked goods and then I found the most marvelous pair of flip flops ever.

This makes me wonder what is in my brain that I haven’t discovered yet. I might have the cure for cancer in there or an ability to construct amazing architecture. I just need to figure out how to access these files when I am awake. Seriously, how does this happen? How does your brain create things you’ve never seen before and write a story with them all while you do nothing but lay there and watch?

12 thoughts on “I may be channeling Charles Dickens

  1. Pecora Nera

    I rarely dream, but I have lots of nightmares, fights and shouting matches. Mrs Sensible wakes me up with her foot and tells me I was shouting again. I have no idea why..

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      1. Pecora Nera

        I don’t take medicines unless I am forced to take them. So I don’t think it is that.

        Mind you, maybe that is the problem, maybe I need some pills… the green ones 🙂

      2. Pecora Nera

        Because this is an Italian house, we have a medicine draw that could supply the red cross in Afghanistan for the next 3 months. I might have a rummage.

        In the UK we tend to keep aspirin and plasters in a draw, When Mrs Sensible and I were married our medicine supplies just grew, she unpacked a box full of potions and pills; including 2 syringes and needles. I later found out it is not uncommon for Italians to give each other injections of medicine if they are ill

      3. snoogiefisk Post author

        Wow! That is really different. There is no way I would let my husband give me an injection.

        I once went to a yard sale where a man was selling cold beer. Might as well throw some drugs in there too!

  2. The Laughing Nanny

    I must apologize to you because this made me laugh! I, too, have some very strange stuff rolling around in my mind at night also. Who knows, you may just have the cure for cancer inside! 🙂

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  4. technophile9

    I once dreamed I accidently let an evil wizard into my garden and he changed the air so that if you took a breath you lost all of your memory. Three years later, after holding my breath for just over 1000 days, I finally let go in the cereal aisle and turned crazy.

    Right. Because that makes perfect sense.

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