Cold

Last night I had a vivid dream, one of those dreams where your senses decide to join in. So I was wandering around the streets near my house, it was night, and it started to rain. And rain hard. Pouring down, soaking my clothes to the bone so they stuck to my skin, and plastering my ever growing hair down on my forehead. I'm going to catch a cold I realised. It is a very odd moment attempting to think in a dream. I think that is called a lucid dream? I saw a great film about it called Waking Life a while back. An animated thing, but animated from handheld dv. So anyway, I realised by standing in the rain I ran the risk of a cold. I can no longer remember anything else from my dream aside from that. And then I awoke. With a sore throat, stuffed nose, and head cold. The exact same feeling that would have come from standing in the rain a little too long. Strange.