How did I get this tired?

I fell asleep wearing this incredibly awesome new spiked collar I got and I am annoyed because I didn’t mean to fall asleep. I am very particular about the size of the spikes on these things. Just a tad too small or too big and it doesn’t feel right. I was looking for something I would not get (too) nervous about wearing in public and that hopefully I could wear with pretty much anything and I apparently made the perfect selection. It also fits loose or snug or really tight depending on what I am feeling like at the time. I wore it at the main bus station the other day and except for one person who asked for directions to a place I didn’t know I did not feel particularly noticed or get any unusual looks or stares from anybody. I could probably wear this in other countries without calling a whole lot of attention to me. And yet at the same time one person who bought one of these said a woman in a grocery store told her, “I can’t believe you’re wearing that,” which immediately told her it was the best purchase decision she had ever made. It is probably actually right up there for me too.

So I fell asleep. In one dream I apologize to an old friend who is sitting at the computer that I have been more tired than ever but I don’t know if that is true because she has probably seen me more tired than that. I am lying in the bed in my mother’s bedroom and my friend is kind of ignoring me at the computer at the other side of my room. Then I leave to go into my old bedroom. I am annoyed because this very collar I am so happy with started to fall apart and I was trying to figure out how it was put together because some of the spikes had fallen out. In the dream it is like two strips of leather or whatever material sort of glued together back-to-back and then the spikes themselves were apparently glued onto some kind of velcro fixtures. There was a sort of velcro to keep it in there but glue on top of that to make it even stronger. Still when I try to put it back together it didn’t really work. It started falling apart in the dream because I was sweating in my sleep and it wasn’t made as well as I thought it was.

Then I am at this little shack that looks like something from summer camp or the sort of place they might serve snacks from on a whitewater rafting trip. I am exhausted and they ask me wuestions but I don’t even know what I am buying. Apparently I accidentally agreed to buy ilicit drugs and it was a setup but they acted friendly the whole time so it was confusing. At first I thought they were police, then I thought they were just going to file a report that I had done this. They got a picture of me and then somehow I knew that they were going to have me arrested or at least they were one of many entities that wanted that to happen but there was a police car nearby and they did not stop me. I wondered though if I was going to be running from things my whole life…

I end up in some kind of mall. I am thinking about how I need to clear and resolve old connections to make room for new ones and how hard that is. I go down the stairs and there is a closed store with an old looking sign on it that says Physics. I suddenly realise I lost my phone somewhere. It is not in my pockets and I just had it. I couldn’t recall where I had been except that I had been upstairs and I didn’t feel like going back upstairs I guess so I found the exit and started running. That is when I woke up and was relieved that it was all just a dream (even though I am guessing that the friend I dreamed about, R., I may never see again). Who could even guess what she must think of me now.

Still it is not too late to get some language learning in tonight and I probably needed the sleep.