Doorbell Dreamlets

My brain is indisputably weird…

I’ve been getting a quicky dream type of thing that lasts only a couple of seconds and wakes me up: the sound of our single chime backdoor bell. Its the one that Gerick uses the most often, especially when its late and he doesn’t have his keys on him. The mini-dreams are becoming more frequent, from once a month to a couple of times a week now.

Often, though not always, this happens at exactly 3 am on the nose. Like my inner clock is crazy good on the subconscious level.

Hearing that sound always wakes me, though Gerick rarely does it after midnight or before 5 am. Yet it gives me that rush as if I have to jump up and let him in. I get the wee burst of adrenaline without fail.

This morning, it happened again. Now I tend to awaken fully and question myself, was it real or was it another doorbell ‘dreamlet’? I am beginning to be able to tell the difference, but the sound is so real seeming that I have to get up and check because its hard to believe a piece of dream could be so exacting and… LOUD.

I’m wondering what Aspect in my subconscious keeps waking me up this way? DING! ”Wake up!”

I am generally up for the day when it happens. (Which is why I crawl into bed gratefully by 9 pm most nights– I tend to get up insanely early regardless, so it pays to hit the sack as soon as I can!) I rarely have an issue falling asleep; for many months now and for the very first time in my life, my issue is waking up too early and not being able to go to sleep again. I’ve always been a vampire, not a morning lark, so this unprecedented pre-dawn waking habit is just– FREAKY. Luckily, I have high speed internet available in the early morning. That helps pass those dark hours. But even without it (before we switched it over) I got up around 3 to 4 am every day.

I know its the anxiety. Its taken a new twist this time around. I just have to mention it because– WHAT THE HELL, BRAIN!?!?!