Something strange is happening...
My dreams have been really troubling/troubled lately. Nothing weird or out of the ordinary, other than the fact that everything is always wrong. A lot of being chased. A lot of being back in a mega-church environment, thinking about evergreen, wondering where it went. A lot of thinking/talking/visiting Holland (I lived there for two years in the late 90's).
Can't really describe it better... just always wrong.
Apparently, I have some issues my psyche is trying to work out.
It's getting a little trying. I'm starting to not like sleeping, and that seriously sucks. It's been awhile since I've done the middle of the night thing here at bob.blog, which, I guess, is a positive thing. But I've been waking up a lot lately from these dreams thinking the night must be nearly over, only to find it's 12:40 or 1:10 or something like that.
It could be worse. There have been times in my life when I loved sleep because of the respite it provided from real life... and I hated the inrushing of reality that swept over me when I awoke and remembered whatever it was that sleep provided an escape from.
This is pretty much the exact opposite.
Right now, I'm really hating my dream world. I wake up seriously disturbed by the overwhelming wrongness of that dream place, and it takes me time to shake it. I've been up for 20 minutes or so, and I'm just now starting to feel okay again...
Shake it off, shake it off...
Perhaps the pressure of feeling "in between" with evergreen, new baby very close, wife that's uncomfortable, not sleeping, a bit sad, not sleeping too well myself... I don't know.
But I don't like it.
(Extra points for pinpointing the source of the title quote)