Dreams upon dreams. I often don't even remember any dreams, but I had dream after dream last night. Dreams about spiders and museums and trying to find my way through a city. Bits and pieces of conversations from the last few days extrapolated into stories with new meanings. Anxious, but not bad dreams. Dark hot chocolate with marshmallows must unlock or instigate something. Not sweet dreams. How can such active, movie-like dreaming feel like such deep sleep?