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DAVID BENTLEY'S WEEKLY COLUMN |
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NOW SHOWING
I have reached that age in maledom when one never knows how a night's sleep will turn out. Will I wake myself up snoring, or will I merely have a dry throat in the morning? Will I make one trip to the bathroom or four? Will I sleep like a log, or pull the sheets loose and wrap myself in them like a cocoon? Will I solve the problems of the world in my sleep, or be unable to sleep because of the problems of the world? Will I remember my dreams? Being single, I don't worry much about the snoring or whether the sheets will be in disarray when I wake up. The trips to the bathroom don't even bother me, except when I trip over an object that I stupidly left in the path from my bed to the toilet. Fortunately I rarely have difficulty sleeping or going back to sleep, but I do know a few tricks for falling asleep. They often appear in AARP publications. What I do enjoy, however, are the dreams. I don't remember every dream every night, but the ones I do remember are like movies. Sometimes the meaning is obvious. Other times I swear my dreams are the direct result of my penchant for chipotle peppers. I've even regaled therapists for hours with the retelling of dreams - often to no avail. Regardless, my dreams are always interesting. This morning, for example, I woke up with solutions to two nagging problems and memories of dancing in tap shoes and a tux with tails. Other nights I've gone on safaris, fought against gangsters, or composed songs and poetry. Some of my most creative moments occur when I'm asleep. So, take my advice. Don't get too stressed about snoring or making trips to the bathroom or wrecking the sheets. Focus on your dreams. You never know what you'll learn from that movie now showing on an eyelid near you.
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