Sometimes my dreams are heavily influenced by what I've just finished watching on television or by the last chapter of the book I've read; while other times I'm just drifting in a void of nothingness, no color, no sound, no feeling, no sky and no ground. When I took my nap yesterday, I didn't dream, I felt anchored to the blanket around me so I didn't travel. In my slumber my senses completely shut down and allowed the involuntary functions to take over. You have to trust your body to wake up otherwise we'd never surrender.
