Wool & Words

Ah, rain. It rained all night last night and the sleep I got was wonderful. It's really peaceful out here. The neighbors seem to be almost non-existent, the mail comes in around noon, and the sun is gently screened by the trees overhead.

I did have an odd sleeping experience though. At the beginning of my sleep cycle, I started having a dream about an altercation with someone in what appeared to be a classroom situation. The dream ended with me trying to bite the hand of the student who was now grasping mine firmly as he tried to take something from my other hand. I woke up when I realized I was actually biting my own hand.

And I've been having recurring dreams about my hair falling out in clumps in the shower. Perhaps I need to see someone about anxiety meds. Or maybe I should knit more.