Another welcome side-effect of incorporating regular high-intensity workouts into my weekly schedule: I’m starting to have dreams again.
While I have been doing well to combat my insomnia (able to be asleep by 12-1am weeknights, as opposed to 2-3am — and without any kind of prescription), my rest patterns had not been reaching much REM sleep for the subconscious to take over. Not that this was particularly troublesome to me, but I take it as a sign that I’ve recently been working hard enough to properly reset mentally overnight.
Now that I’m thinking about it, I do remember a dream I had over the weekend, and strangely enough it involved drinking. It has been many moons since I felt that feeling, and it unnerved me the next morning.
The nature of the sequence was something of, “Alright we can have a little, now, for these weekend parties, but then c’mon, it’s back to being sober.” Very curious how despite all but disappearing from day-to-day thought, these mental weasels still lurk deep in the brain tissue.
Regardless, best practice is to give it no great consideration, put it out of mind, and move on to the next. No need to get hung up on the inconsequential that have no basis in reality, eh?