I’d set my alarm to wake up a few minutes before 4 a.m. today as there was a hockey game I wanted to watch. Ophy has gotten me hooked on following the Anaheim Ducks. Unfortunately for me, the games always start at bullshit o’clock.
When I woke up, it way past 4 a.m. More like 4:40 or so, and I had missed the entire first period. No sweat, I figured I could watch the second and third at least. But I fell back asleep while waiting for the second period to start again. I woke up a few times during the rest of the game, usually to see the score and doze back off again.
From what I hear it was a good and exciting game, where the Ducks made a fantastic comeback from 4-1. I remember the Ducks scoring the 4-4 goal mere seconds before the third period ended, finally winning not long into overtime. And then I woke up again. Sure, the score was 4-4, but there were almost two minutes left in the third period. But wait, they’d already won hadn’t they?
In hindsight, I guess that you have to unlock a safe to score in a hockey game should’ve been a big clue that I was dreaming. But dream logic isn’t always very logical.
Anyway, the Ducks really did fight their way back from 4-1 to 4-4, and then won like 90 seconds into overtime. Go Ducks!
I don’t remember many of my dreams, and I haven’t for a long time. Say, 20ish years give or take. It’s a long story, and maybe I’ll write about it at some point. The fact that I remember as much as I do from this one, and that the dream hasn’t faded from memory more than five hours later has me a bit curious.