All I Have to do is Dream

If you go to sleep thinking about a meeting with The Teacher there is a good chance that in your dreams you will completely understand predicate nominatives and predicate adjectives. Whether you will retain that knowledge when you wake up is another question.

Except for the grammatical breakthrough last night's sleep was peppered with desperate dreams in which The Family and I were continually struggling against obstacles. We had to climb a set of stairs that sprouted huge metal spikes. We had to hide from the cops because our volleyball license had expired but The Child still had one more game and we were hoping to get by without more paperwork. (We were finally caught and the Law completely understood and let us off. Probably how you know I was dreaming).

In the worst dream we were in a flying car, hovering over a lake. We weren't that far from shore when the gas ran out but the car dissolved in the water. We were in a lake but a very fast current carried us farther and farther from the shore. We were swimming valiently and The Spouse and I were managing to keep our heads above water. But every time I turned around The Child was farther behind us and struggling to stay up. And the current wouldn't let me get to her.

This is when The Spouse nudged me and told me I was having a bad dream.

No. I don't feel particularly well-rested. Thanks for asking.