I don't think there has ever been a time in my life where I could remember my dreams. I've never woken up terrified because of nightmares. In fact the only time my dreams wake me up are when my body try's to react to my dream as if I'm really there.
I really enjoy listening to other peoples dreams. It give me a glimpse of something that I may never experience myself (remembered dreams).
The last week I think I know what I've been dreaming though. Every morning for about 2 weeks I wake up and my mind is racing with solutions and scenarios of my work. I'm laying in bed in my groggy, waiting for the next snooze alarm state, trying to get those last precious moments of rest before my day begins and my mind is going full speed into my job. The only explanation I can come up with is I must be dreaming about work. I want to scream, "it's too early to be thinking about this". "Leave me alone, five more minutes!"
The worst part is it doesn't stop. I get up and go through my morning routine with my mind still racing. I jump in my car for my half hour drive to work (time I normally take to blissfully enjoy the radio) and my mind is still racing. I get halfway to work before I reallize I haven't even turned on the radio.
Even today, Saturday morning, I woke up thinking about air compressors, rebuilding production lines and safety hazards. Well, I'm off to go look for a distraction so I can think about something besides work.
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