I had a long, rambling dream last night/this morning in which I'd lost my glasses. It started with other things--on vacation somewhere (maybe at an sf con), having gone back to our hotel room so I could take some kind of medicine I'd left there. And then I realized I didn't have my glasses, and we started retracing our steps to look for them. And, of course, the more places we ruled out, the more worried I got. (I could see perfectly well in the dream, which at least made the searching quick.) We got back to where we'd started, and still no glasses.
I woke up from that, looked at the bedside table, verified that my glasses were in fact exactly where they belong, turned the alarm clock off, put my glasses on, and came out here to make tea.
I woke up from that, looked at the bedside table, verified that my glasses were in fact exactly where they belong, turned the alarm clock off, put my glasses on, and came out here to make tea.
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When I awoke, thinking the dream real, I asked my dad if they had caught the person who stole our macaroni and cheese. I got baffled looks. I went into the pantry, where the macaroni and cheese lived.
AND IT WASN'T THERE!!!!
Then I saw that it had gotten pushed behind something else, not how it normally was.
This must have been traumatic for me, because I don't remember any other dreams from that time.