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Twelvish hours of dozing enough to clear the physical rest needs and not actually sleeping fit to feel rested. Possibly related to muscle tension in shoulders which is possibly related to stress or just the perversity of being. Now have headache and sullen mood.
Very disorganised bits of dreams. Some of the setting appeared to be more or less my high school, with the notion of some sort of thesis for graduation, possibly in an esoteric field; there were a number of subjects, and within each subject there were three possible papers. People kept asking me which I was doing mine on, and I kept saying I'd done it on a particular stone, when the fact of the matter was I'd done most of the research and a little writing and needed the dreamplot to settle down so I could get it all done before the deadline.
There was some sort of contest; the thesis may have been related to the contest.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
erispope had won something, and it turned out to be a ride along the race route for some sort of cross-country pony race on the specially bred pony for said race; I know nothing about the ponies except that they were palomino coloring and almost certainly fictional. And she was angsting a bit about how the prize was in theory a start on ownership of said ponies, but they were working horses (in addition to being cross country racing ponies) and she didn't have a good place for such. But there was some sort of plan for getting a working farm together in which the ponies could be helpful, sometime in a year or two, so I suggested she talk with the contest people to see if she could wait on the buying up the team of ponies until we were ready for them ....
There was more in there, but that's all I got left.
Very disorganised bits of dreams. Some of the setting appeared to be more or less my high school, with the notion of some sort of thesis for graduation, possibly in an esoteric field; there were a number of subjects, and within each subject there were three possible papers. People kept asking me which I was doing mine on, and I kept saying I'd done it on a particular stone, when the fact of the matter was I'd done most of the research and a little writing and needed the dreamplot to settle down so I could get it all done before the deadline.
There was some sort of contest; the thesis may have been related to the contest.
erispope had won something, and it turned out to be a ride along the race route for some sort of cross-country pony race on the specially bred pony for said race; I know nothing about the ponies except that they were palomino coloring and almost certainly fictional. And she was angsting a bit about how the prize was in theory a start on ownership of said ponies, but they were working horses (in addition to being cross country racing ponies) and she didn't have a good place for such. But there was some sort of plan for getting a working farm together in which the ponies could be helpful, sometime in a year or two, so I suggested she talk with the contest people to see if she could wait on the buying up the team of ponies until we were ready for them ....There was more in there, but that's all I got left.
