Forgetfulness

Have you ever had one of those moments?  One of those crazy feeling, forgetful moments?  Like when you have a whole blog post composed in your head, and it's beautiful, and meaningful, and timely, and you promise yourself you'll remember it in the morning, but you wake up and it's GONE, poof! GONE!

I've been sitting here all morning trying like crazy to remember what the post was even going to be about.  I got nothing.  I mean nothing!  All I can think about is the reoccurring dream I had all night last night.  Literally like 5 times.  And at what I can only assume was the end of the dream, I woke up with a start.  So I woke up at least five times last night in a cold sweat with my heart racing.  CRAZY!

I know you're just dying to know what my subconscious was screaming at me all night.  Do you really want to delve that far in?  Ok, here goes... I was dreaming I was floating on the water, but I was in a million pieces (we're working on a sphinx 3D puzzle right now if that helps) and I worked and worked to get all the pieces in order.  As soon as I got all the pieces in order and I was whole again, I was awakened in a panic.  Simple dream, not much to it, but when you dream it over again and again, it tends to wear on you.  Now I just can't get it out of my head.  And the one thing I really wanted to remember is gone.  I wish I could find the beauty I had in my head before all the crazy dreams took hold.  I feel as if I have forgotten myself and all that's left is a crazy dream of me in pieces.