Woke myself up from a nap, was having trouble seeing anything, was stepping on and bumping into stuff on my bedroom floor as I attempted to segue from my bedroom to my main room. Finally made it to the doorway leading into that main room and there was a deer standing in my main room. I gasped, stepped back into the bedroom, shut the door, and felt panic and uncertainty about what to do next. Thought about calling my mom, but was still having trouble seeing and figuring out how to use my phone. At some point, I finally realized I only THOUGHT I had woken myself up and was stuck in dream land and then made an effort to wake myself up again. Thought I had done so a second time (still had trouble seeing and confusion), then realized AGAIN, I was STILL in bed. I don't remember the details of the second dream state that well.

Then I made an effort to wake myself a THIRD time and this time when I'd woken myself up, I could see better (or I actually turned on the light) and was staring at my bed with confusion, because a light purple blanket was covering the bed and I'm someone who doesn't regularly make the bed let alone sleep on top of the covers. Then I internally worried that someone had somehow snuck into my home and made the bed for me and who knows what else. Then I slowly began to pull down the covers that I had apparently slept on top of and there was a dog treat (which looked like a Milk-Bone biscuit) near the top of my bed and it was wet as though something had been licking it. Mind you, I don't have a dog in my home in recent years. Then the dog biscuit started drooling or melting or staining the sheet.

Then I realized I STILL hadn't actually woken myself up and I started to worry that perhaps I was dying. It's not like I've never had times before where I thought I had woken myself up from a dream and then realized I hadn't, but it doesn't usually happen three times in a row, with three different variations. Then I finally DID manage to actually wake myself up. Unless I just THINK I'm typing this but am still in bed. This is part of the reason I don't frequently take naps.

On a side note, the dog treat under the covers kind of reminded me of a hotel that puts chocolates on the pillows. Except the dog treat was in my own home, on my own bed, underneath the covers, wet, drooly and if it had been left for me, I didn't know who had left it or why.

On another side note, the deer in my main room, after I was finally awake, caused me to think of the white horse in Twin Peaks. (I'm not going to analyze that right now, but I will say I'm not on any drugs, other than my seizure pill). Furthermore, when sitting in the passenger seat earlier today, I did see a dead deer in someone's front yard.