Wintry Wonderdream

After having gone for an extended night-time run (perhaps my longest ever without a stop?), and knowing well that I wouldn't be getting up for work in the morning, I laid my heavy head to rest last night with the full intention of having an incredibly deep and satisfying sleep. And when that happens, epic dreams can often ensue. Last night was no exception. Here are some of the most significant elements from the night's mental adventures:

An excitement in the air of preparing for a wintry festival. Maybe it was because Shawn told me that there's no snoe.down fest in 2008? Bummer.

• An excessive snowball fight in Burlington's City Hall Park, but all the young kids thought I was being immature.
• Lots of time picking out travel food packets in an outdoor gear store. I was of course looking for the beefy meals, but all I could find were mega-sized stout-flavored chocolate bars made by Magic Hat (hmmm maybe that's a good idea?). Meanwhile, I was also eavesdropping on Al Bundy speaking Ukrainian (probably because the book I read right before lights-out is set in the Ukraine) as he selected a new pair of hockey skates.
• Playing with enormous, slimy tropical rain forest frogs in a bizarre display in the outdoor gear store. If you could guess how many were in the display, you'd win a prize! Just to give you an idea of the large number of frogs in there, the closest anyone had come was within 17!
• Encountering my cousin outside of the gear store, acting shady with an old high school friend of mine, Jake (and they definitely have never met!).
• Bumping into my mom in the aisles of a health food store; she was wearing a brand-crispy-new, old-school Hartford Whalers hat. I think she had become famous from her books and was rolling out incognito!

I enjoy that sense of satisfaction upon waking from such a lengthy and interesting adventure. Sp cheers to R.E.M. sleep!