One of the side-effects of the deep sleep encouraged by my CPAP machine is dreaming. I very rarely used to slip deep enough into sleep to experience dreams, spending most of my night close to awakeness.

Now I have them pretty much every night. Vivid, full color dreams with sounds and special effects. I even experience the sense of touch sometimes.

Last week I had a snake dream. I looked out the front window of where I was living and there was a giant snake slithering down the center of the road. He was about half the height of a man and stretched further than I could see. Luckily, he was intent on moving forwards and didn't swerve aside.

I woke up and found myself driving my car with a couple dream-friends in the car with me. We were turning a corner into downtown and when I looked up through the windshield I saw a MONSTER snake. It was coiled around the top of the skyscrapers and looking around itself. As we carefully backed back around the corner, I thought to myself, "Wow. This is just like my dream."

The other night I dreamt I was again driving my car down a road. Suddenly a jet plane taxied onto the road. It was pulling a trailer of luggage containers. I avoided the containers and found myself under the plane. I knew that the pilot knew I was there and he was turning carefully around me, narrowly missing me with the wheels and these poles and fins that were poking off the wings. But I started to panic, so tried to drive out from under it myself. But the road was a sheet of ice and it turned into the slow ballet of car and airplane, each trying to untangle themselves from the other.

I made it out successfully.

Last night I was in a cabin in the woods with a bunch of serious medieval reenactment folks. We were all in fancy armor and were planning the deployment of our siege engines when someone called out that people were coming. I looked out the window and saw a herd of children on a field trip coming through a field of grass, all wearing homemade armour and wooden swords.

We all went, "Awwww!" and decided to let them play with us. I was playing peek-a-boo through a window with one of them when someone called out, "Help us!"

I turned around and saw a bunch of boats coming across the lake. Someone was helping a wounded man towards us. His gut had been slashed open and his small intestines were falling out. We had a trained medic with us, so we ran to help.

The medic was going to take him inside the building, but he thought the guy didn't have a chance, because the intestines themselves had been perforated. He didn't have much hope.

But I picked the intestines up and ran them through my hands. As my fingers touched the perforations, they miraculously healed, giving the man a chance for survival.

It's so funny where dreams come from. The snakes came from watching Snakes On A Plane yet again, and the icy road scenario came from driving on treacherous conditions earlier that day with my Dodge Magnum (lovely car, but awful on ice). The running the intestines through my hands doubtlessly came from last week's episode of House where House did the same thing (minus the healing), and the fact that I heard that one of my favourite pop singers from my childhood, Chris de Burgh, is now apparently a faith healer.

The rest of it are the embellishments of my mind.

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