{"id":7591,"date":"2011-12-13T16:39:28","date_gmt":"2011-12-13T21:39:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=7591"},"modified":"2011-12-13T16:39:28","modified_gmt":"2011-12-13T21:39:28","slug":"jet-lag-dreams","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=7591","title":{"rendered":"Jet lag dreams"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve noticed that lingering jet lag makes for very vivid dreams.<\/p>\n<p>During a fitful on-and-off sleep, I dreamt I was making my way late at night, in a strange city, looking for the entrance to where I was staying, when suddenly the two random people walking by were no longer random.  They were there to rob me.  At first they said &#8220;just give us something, and you can go&#8221;, but soon their demands escalated, and the threat of violence became palpable.<\/p>\n<p>I was genuinely frightened, and realized I had no idea how far this could go.  I saw a group of people coming down the alley, and I shouted for help, only to realize that they too were part of the gang.  At this point my survival instincts kicked in.  I began to talk about why I was here, and of the presentation I was preparing to give in two days.  Looking into the nearest faces for some spark of engagement, I described our computer graphics community, and tried to convey our excitement at what we do.<\/p>\n<p>My little ramble had an effect &#8212; not on them, but on me.  Hearing myself talk about my real life hopes and passions must have jostled something in my mind, for it suddenly occurred to me that I was in a dream.  At which point I simply shifted over to another dream, now perfectly calm and ready for whatever might come next.<\/p>\n<p>I wonder now whether this dream was just my mind&#8217;s way of helping me prepare for my upcoming presentation.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve noticed that lingering jet lag makes for very vivid dreams. During a fitful on-and-off sleep, I dreamt I was making my way late at night, in a strange city, looking for the entrance to where I was staying, when suddenly the two random people walking by were no longer random. They were there to &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=7591\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Jet lag dreams&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7591"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=7591"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7591\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7592,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7591\/revisions\/7592"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7591"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7591"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7591"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}