The Spider Under the Bed
When I dream, it's vivid. As in my brain doesn't recognize that I'm dreaming and I respond, often physically, trying to run, etc. Now I remember only the second part of this exchange, as I was asleep at first, but I'm told it started a little something like this:
Me: Watch out
for the spider.
Hubz: What spider?
Me: The really big one under the bed.
From here I remember:
Hubz: Babe, babe, wake the fuck up!
Me: What do you want?
Hubz: What spider?
Me: What? Spider?
Hubz: You said there was a spider under the bed.
Me: Oh. I think I was dreaming.
Hubz: You think you were dreaming or you were dreaming?!
Me: Well, it was wearing
a helmet, so I’m pretty sure I was dreaming.
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