I was so bugged to be woken up in the middle of it - but so excited that I had to just type as fast as possible to get it all out there. I knew there were too many details I was already forgetting. It was a fantastic dream to start the day.
I will say I often use my dreams for writing fodder. Apparently, as I realized in the shower this evening, I didn't actually find a container of Pantene conditioner in my bathroom closet the other night - it was just a dream. I know this, because I cannot actually find any physical container of hair conditioner anywhere in my apartment at the moment. Dreams are funny like that, you know?
This is my life. I used to have dreams about getting ready in the morning only to wake up and realize I'm late and don't have the time to do anything I dreamt. One time I tried to keep a dream journal and I thought it worked out great. I had a really vivid dream and instantly upon waking I grabbed my journal to write it all out. Then about halfway through my day I realized that I dreamt all of that...I never wrote in the damn journal. It was all just a dream. Haven't tried again since.