I've been having some rather vivid dreams recently, though last night's was by far the most memorable ... if only for the way it ended. There were a number of components to the dream that I can identify from things I've done or seen recently but the finale involved me pulling some thick, greenish1 gunk from beneath my left eye2 and being rewarded by a flood of blood ... which just wouldn't stop. Any attempt I made to staunch the flow of blood was rewarded by a completely sodden handkerchief. I suspect that I may have woken myself up (for the first time in a long while) with my cries for help. Very strange indeed, though on waking I didn't feel overly disturbed or afraid ... just a bit freaked out.
In other news, Battlestar Galactica was fantastic. For the most part the episode was a reminder of what had gone before but featured a lot of Col. Tigh (which made me very happy) and a fantastic twist ("... and your prophet ..." !!!). I am very much looking forward to the rest of the series, though I'm not a fan of the recent trend (cf. Lost) of "youthening" middle-aged actors and, interesting though that segment was, I hope they don't return to it too often.
1 Yes, I dream in colour.
2 I was looking in a bathroom mirror.
In other news, Battlestar Galactica was fantastic. For the most part the episode was a reminder of what had gone before but featured a lot of Col. Tigh (which made me very happy) and a fantastic twist ("... and your prophet ..." !!!). I am very much looking forward to the rest of the series, though I'm not a fan of the recent trend (cf. Lost) of "youthening" middle-aged actors and, interesting though that segment was, I hope they don't return to it too often.
1 Yes, I dream in colour.
2 I was looking in a bathroom mirror.