It is now 5:02 a.m. (EDT).
Yoicks!.
I am medicated once again for the start of a new day.
I am still a bit sleepy and "may" find myself back into bed. I would have gone already, but the bed was too warm for my comfort. That is an almost orotund thing to say given my love for a warm bed.
Dreams abounded, but this time I was something I have never had the slightest interest in becoming, nor have I been exposed in any real way to the prospect of being engaged in -- and that is asbestos removal.
Yes, you read it accurately: All my dreams were about me learning how to detect and supervise the removal of asbestos from usable buildings. Happily, it did not involve me learning any useful techniques on doing it....it was simply my character's occupation. I was, apparently, in character the whole night.
There were others in the dream...ones who drifted away on asbestos projects that may have been of interest to me, but I was left behind to deal with different projects. Later, others would reappear and we would work together. There wasn't anything remotely romantic (not at MY age), but there is always pleasure in working with kindred spirits.
I find it incredibly odd that I am having such lucid, odd dreams. But there they are.