Ever wake up and wonder, "What day is this?" I've probably done this too many times to count (not literally of course), but these occasions have especially been prevalent over the course of the past week. I'd say between three and four times over this past week I've dreamt of the following day, only to awaken and realize that day hasn't fully come about yet and my real-life calendar is one day behind my dream-life calendar. This is cause for great confusion initially when awaking in a semi-hypnotic state. One isn't thinking too clearly at that moment, their possibly vivid dreams are likely still at the forefront of their thoughts, and it may take a few minutes to finally place those before-mentioned thoughts to the side and realize what day it is and what's on the agenda for that day.
This was especially the case for me a week ago yesterday. When I fell asleep that Saturday night, I dreamt about awaking on Sunday, before taking a nap in the afternoon and waking up at 6:30 pm. I was supposed to drive out to see my girlfriend that afternoon, so when I awoke at 6:30, I initially freaked out and took a shower, before realizing it was only 6:30 in the morning. I tried getting back to sleep, but couldn't, so I wound up eating breakfast and driving out to my girlfriend's quite early, probably for fear that the dream would come true in a way and I'd end up missing an opportunity to see my girlfriend over the weekend.
This very thing has happened to me two to three other times this past week, and I'm sincerely hoping that my real-life and dream-life calendars start matching one another's before their one-day separation drives me completely insane (yes, I'm already at partially insane)!
This was especially the case for me a week ago yesterday. When I fell asleep that Saturday night, I dreamt about awaking on Sunday, before taking a nap in the afternoon and waking up at 6:30 pm. I was supposed to drive out to see my girlfriend that afternoon, so when I awoke at 6:30, I initially freaked out and took a shower, before realizing it was only 6:30 in the morning. I tried getting back to sleep, but couldn't, so I wound up eating breakfast and driving out to my girlfriend's quite early, probably for fear that the dream would come true in a way and I'd end up missing an opportunity to see my girlfriend over the weekend.
This very thing has happened to me two to three other times this past week, and I'm sincerely hoping that my real-life and dream-life calendars start matching one another's before their one-day separation drives me completely insane (yes, I'm already at partially insane)!
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