I actually slept better between the hotel and Kelly's place than I have been here at home. That means minimal dreams and little difficulty falling asleep. I'm still trying to figure that out.

I think it had something to do with all the white noise. I've also become a believer in eliminating windows from my living space.

what were they about?

A couple were just random scenes from a life that could have been. People I knew doing normal things, etc. Those dreams, in the vividity I had them, have a tendency to confuse me for a while until I get them sorted out from reality, at which point my memory tends to annihilate them.

The other one was, well, of a far more intimate nature. I shan't be going into details.

*grin* my dreams tend to be about normal things as well, or the "might have beens" --those are the scary ones. sometimes i get them confused with my real memories of those events and i'm stuck thee going "wait...which one happened?" since the dreams are so vivid for me.