Murdock Cockaigne

The world is a different place in the wee hours of the night.

Especially my world.

The house is quiet (except for the click-click of my keyboard and of course some trashy Bravo show on in the background...I always keep the TV on when I'm up late, so that it doesn't seem too quiet, if you know what I mean).

In the rooms of my home, there is snoring as dreams are the reality of the moment.

Dreams of endless graham crackers, fame and celebrity during the upcoming fall baseball season, riding bikes with no thought of traffic and endless sidewalks to walk and run and ride.

And apparently, someone dreams about telling the world they are happily married. And telling a beautiful nurse that he loves his wife more than anything in the world. (This is the dream of last week.)

And I'm sure that same someone is dreaming about becoming a successful doctor. I wish he would wake up and tell me exactly where he will be a successful doctor, but alas he is fast asleep and by the time he awakes in the morning he will not remember his dreams!

And if someone was not busy at the computer, trying desperately to catch up on work, I'm sure she would be dreaming some sort of stressful dream. Some dream where she has forgotten something important, or cannot find her children, or just plain doesn't measure up. Because these are her types of dreams. (Unless she dreams of good-looking boys from high school, but shhhh, don't tell anyone about those dreams. Those are between you and me!)

What do you dream about??