I woke, startled from my latest dream. Darkness enveloped my eyes and I couldn't see even my hands in front of my face. I was so disoriented, not fully awake but yet not fully asleep. My dream tonight had been especially strange.
I hope I can sort through it in the morning, I thought sleepily. Still trying to cling to my bizarre reverie, I again sank further into my warm comforter. My heavy eyelids fell back into a familiar place as I took a deep contented breath. Laying there in complete bliss I waited patiently to fall back into a state of oblivion. Then, almost fully asleep I faintly heard the clock from downstairs strike midnight.
Hmmm....
I wonder if I'll remember....
I hope I remember....
