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beccaelizabethso then I was awake for long enough to have some sandwiches and ribena, and then I slept all day again. like ten hours. after the other set of hours.
December is for hibernation, clearly.
Dreams were not very plotty. There was one with Dean from Supernatural in it, but instead of problematic violence and dead women there was the ghost of a woman who died getting knocked off her bicycle and was hanging around kind of confused and to help her Dean sort of ... loaned her his soul? Because ghosts get stuck because they get a bit fuzzy from not having their parts and pieces, and to help them move on an alive person loans them a full set, so they can understand what happened and sort themselves out. Which is incredibly risky. To the eternal parts. But Dean would happily risk it for anyone. Well, not happily, more like with major depression and not liking himself, kind of looking forward to it all going horribly wrong as long as it was only him suffering from it. But it looked all glowy and spiritual and self sacrificing, so telling someone to be a bit less heroic is a difficult sell.
There was no Cas in the dream. There would need to be, if Dean was running his soul ragged like that. Someone to patch him up in return.
All the most interesting things that happen to me happen in my sleep.
I should do something about that.
December is for hibernation, clearly.
Dreams were not very plotty. There was one with Dean from Supernatural in it, but instead of problematic violence and dead women there was the ghost of a woman who died getting knocked off her bicycle and was hanging around kind of confused and to help her Dean sort of ... loaned her his soul? Because ghosts get stuck because they get a bit fuzzy from not having their parts and pieces, and to help them move on an alive person loans them a full set, so they can understand what happened and sort themselves out. Which is incredibly risky. To the eternal parts. But Dean would happily risk it for anyone. Well, not happily, more like with major depression and not liking himself, kind of looking forward to it all going horribly wrong as long as it was only him suffering from it. But it looked all glowy and spiritual and self sacrificing, so telling someone to be a bit less heroic is a difficult sell.
There was no Cas in the dream. There would need to be, if Dean was running his soul ragged like that. Someone to patch him up in return.
All the most interesting things that happen to me happen in my sleep.
I should do something about that.