Four Cats and a Duck

I have been keeping a dream journal for a few years now. I’m terrible at it, inconsistent and whatnot. These days, I really only write down the dreams that seriously stick out in my mind upon waking. I started with a standard leather-bound journal (which I still have), then moved to voice-recordings (more efficient given that the last thing one wants to do upon waking from sleep is physically write). Nowadays I use the Dream Diary app on my Android (highly recommended if you are interested–it’s on the Google Play store on Android for free). I’m not fond of the name (‘journal’ sounds much more… manlier), but no matter. The app is awesome for what it is.

Anywho, below are two screenshots from one of my dreams (which occurred last night) as recorded in my handy-dandy app.

Uhh… I should probably put a tiny spoiler alert here if you are a Walking Dead fanatic (like me) and are not caught-up (unlike me). Good lord, this is one random place for a spoiler alert. Regardless…

Even now I seriously wonder what the hell that duck was doing in my dream basement… but I’ll just never know.