Dreams Before Waking

6/16:

Today I awoke and poured my coffee as usual. I sat back down on my bed -- okay I sort of laid down a bit -- and drank. I got up, got ready for work, still drinking coffee, until my stomach hurt cause I'd had too much. Then I felt something hot and wet on my stomach. I woke up and realized that I'd spilled my coffee, my first cup, all over my bed, and the whole thing had been a dream.

I wish I could say this was the first time this has happened.

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Speaking of dreams before waking, a new theory suggests that the universe may have existed before the Big Bang, and that our observable universe may in fact be "a tiny part of a primordial structure now grown so big it exceeds the horizon of the observable universe." The science of all this is impossible for me to explain, so go here and read about it.

Then think about the implications with me. For example, what does this mean for my belief that the galaxies are, in fact, something akin to amoebas?

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6/17:

It is the next day, I am at work and feeling crotchety.

I woke at 5 this morning, went back to sleep, and woke again every half hour on the half hour until 9, at which point I was, of course, late.

During the last stretch, I dreamed that I was upset because my life wasn't like the normal American life. And I explained to a woman who was with me, who was I think a composite of half a dozen real people, that my understanding of normal American life only comes from advertising.

She informed me that the difference between me and the Americans from advertisements is that they have children, and that's what sucks up all their money.

And I said, as we entered into a classroom to meet with my high school Spanish teacher, "So for me, my drinking problem is like my children?"

Mrs. Spory was not amused.

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And finally, some good news:

Overall, participants who downed a few cups of coffee a day had about the same death rate as those who didn’t drink coffee, despite the fact that coffee drinkers tended to smoke more, drink more alcohol, not take vitamins and exercise less.

Can you smell that, my friends? That's the sweet scent of vindication.