The wacky dreams keep on coming. This one on the weekend involved walking Maisie (the dog) with Marita in Footscray Park.
But beware! Assassins! In a white stationwagon! They pulled up nearby and came attacking, with a syringe full of something to stab me with.
Maisie, being her usual cautious self, was not about to intervene.
But I managed to fight them off, and at one point, one of them was on the ground and I decided to kick him.
Which is where dream-world and reality merged, as I let out a kick in bed, which got Marita in the shin.
Fortunately, being a sound sleeper (eg nothing short of an aircraft landing in the street would wake her) she did not stir.
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I guess she reads this web site so she will know where that bruise on her leg came from. Buy her some shin guards for her birthday.
I’ve kicked out in my sleep as well, unfortunately it was the wall, which combines the exquisite pain of waking out a deep sleep to a stubbed toe and repairing cresent shaped holes in plasterboard.
My partner (now wife…) would often punch me in the face while she was asleep… Probably every couple of months or so…
Never hard enough to make it bleed, but hard enough to wake me up. I feel for Marita (even though she didn’t wake)