I love the idea of our spirits playing in our dreams.
I usually have excellent dreams but last night, a truly horrifying one that I had to really fight my way out of. So bad.
Plus, my left hand went full numb and unusable. So scary! I had to get up and move around for quite a while. It was probably a couple of hours before I could get full feeling back. Ugh. I hate that sensation.
Usually, I just have a couple of the outside fingers go tingly. This was way, WAY worse.
Then, I couldn't get Cagney up. Seriously, he _refused_ to wake up. For all intents and purposes, I had to force him out of the crate. He jumped up on the bed and plopped back down to sleep, refusing to even greet me.
I don't know if it is the barometric pressure or what, but he's not havin' it.