…I watched tv, for something completely different. I don’t watch much tv, but I was lazy and gave in to it. The most fascinating thing I saw last night was a tv program on the amazing musical ability of a woman with Williams Syndrome. Gloria Lenhoff has perfect pitch, sings in a multitude of languages, and remembers each and every song, but has trouble with basic math.
It must have left an impression on me, as my dreams last night were feral; this morning I’m still rather fuzzy. I’m drinking my coffee mulling over the meaning of two dreams, the two that I best remember from last night–or early this morning–and wondering, because both dreams dealt with the physical body, if what I was watching crept in to the realm of dreaming, or if I should really pay attention to my physical body, my life, and my surroundings. Hmmmm.
manageable imaginations 
You could have titled this post Things that make you go, Hmmmm!. [grin]
I know my body talks to me and I know I have trouble listening to it. Until it’s screaming, that is…
Ha, good one B-).
I’m probably only going to contemplate the meaning of the first dream, as I woke up after that one, and it was about 4am. The other one erupted from that one when I went back to sleep, but as it was later, it’s probably meaningless–which makes more sense, because it was extremely violent.