Sleep

I dropped off very quickly and slept through to nearly six this morning. I woke up remembering bits of strange dreams. In one of them I was making enormous stacks of cds, rather like a house of cards. In another I was on the phone to North Wales. I did not recognise the voice of the person who answered. He told me he had just moved in as the previous occupant had died. I commented on the lovely garden and the view over the hills. In real life I didn't know the person I was calling very well, and know that they died just over a year ago. In real life I would never have contacted them.