A Sense of Nothing

Imagine that you go to bed and instead of dreaming about something, you dream about nothing. You’re in darkness with no real sense of time passing, no images, and no real concrete feelings. Sounds kind of bizarre right?

So then you wake up and what do you do, you just stare at the ceiling in your bedroom for a while trying to figure out where the hell you are. Once that finally hits and you actually try to get up, that feeling of being lost transfers into your movements and you just fall to the floor.

Get that in mind and you’ve got a handle on the last weird dream I had. Honestly, it probably took me a good ten minutes if not longer to sort out who the hell I was, where I was along with how to walk and what I was doing. I even had to remind myself what day it was and that I had only slept for a few hours (I had just woken up from a nap).

Anyway, that odd dream and the fact that summer semester started again last week is about all that’s up for me. I suppose I could include that the launch of the RPG James and I are running, the Von Braun Odyssey is getting closer. I still need to get in my last post for Almagest though. I was waiting on another player who has finally posted.

EDIT: Scratch that, my final post for Almagest is now done. Heh.

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