With the conclusion of April and its plethora of holidays, regular programming resumes and Programming Adventures unfortunately take a back seat (conveniently, as I just got to the point where I need to learn about Quarter Onions and other eldritch secrets of forbidden advanced mathematics).
So I woke up this morning from a dream where I was so tired I couldn't get up, but when I woke up, I wasn't tired in real life. This sort of thing at 1 AM is confusing and tries to make my head hurt. Anyway I went back to sleep, had even more dreams, and woke up 5 minutes later because it was 6 AM and the alarm clock went off. Which makes for a better explanation as to why my new upstairs neighbour was pacing around than 1 AM does.
I wonder if abcesses have lucid dreams as a side effect? (Hah.)
Any how, dreams ranged from train dreams, to work colleague dreams, to sleeping dreams, to minus 15 years and still living with family dreams, to getting a nice long letter from someone you haven't heard from in years dreams, to memory flash backs to the 90s dreams. As much as I miss those years I don't like getting flashbacks, those never bode well.
The only thing that keeps things in check is that with all the "things-were-happier-then" memories, eventually a cringe-worthy "I can't believe I did that" memory crops up that makes both your conscious and subconcious simultaneously shrivel their metaphoric/hypothetical/anthromorphic faces in disgust and revulsion.
One thing I will hang on to though, is that memory of when we were camping in wooden cabins in the forest (well, depending on your definition of camping I suppose, but I then digress). It was night time and the rest of the people in the group I was placed in were making a racket, so I stepped outside for a moment.
As I close the door behind me, the noise fades out to grey. It's dark and still outside, and a slow, lazy rain is falling. I look up at a moon-lit sky, and see every drop of rain falling down, lit by the moon, all between the silhouette of tall trees stretching and reaching up towards the sky.
That memory will always have a special place in my heart. Bonus points if I have Conjure One - Tears From the Moon playing in my head at the same time.