|Exhaustion and Strange Dream
||[Aug. 2nd, 2016|10:50 pm]
The chiropractic adjustment went reasonably well, and the day was marginally less than intolerably hot, but neither was sufficient to boost my energy. No dinner yet, either. I don't know if eating would increase my energy or obliterate it. |
Oh, I remembered another dream fragment last night, and it was surpassingly strange. I got into a car, not sure if I was being given a ride or being kidnapped, and I sat next to the driver, looked at him, and it was Bill Murray. I never dream of celebrities (at least not in dreams I remember) and I was surprised that it was Murray. In fact when he spoke and intimated that he was kidnapping me, I calmly said "I always thought it would be Bruce Dern." The dream went on from there for a while but I've forgotten the rest, just as I've forgotten the beginning. This is probably the oddest dream fragment I've ever remembered. I wonder why I expected to be kidnapped by Bruce Dern? Given a conscious choice I think I'd prefer it to be David Duchovny, as I'm sure the conversation would be better with him.