What Happened to the Baby Mole?!

Yeah. Another weird dream.

Last night I found myself tossing and turning [same old, same old] and awake at 4:53. Then again at 5-something. then again at 6-something. I just can't sleep and I don't know why, but at least I have weird dreams to talk about later. :P [What do you prescribe for a sleepless night? I'm lactose-intolerant so warm milk is out. I could try drinking caffeine but then I wouldn't wake up the next morning - it would be dinnertime before I could be woken.]

ANYWAY

In my dream we were going to visit some friends in Greenville [like we are this weekend]. But, they had moved, and when we got to their house it looked like they'd relocated to Colorado [yes, it was gorgeous]. There was a sprinkling of snow on the ground, great arcs of it between the dried grass and rocks. There was a great forest sweeping to the right of us as we walked down the hill toward the lake, which, averred our host, was popular because people liked to go see the moles. [?!?!] We got to the water's edge and, sure enough, there was an enormous crowd and they were all looking at a mole community that lived near the lake. I saw a little black one poke its head up and dart back into the tunnel. I then looked down and saw a baby mole and I couldn't tell if it were alive or dead. [Traumatic!!]

Then I woke up and wondered, "What happened to the baby mole?!?! Is it alive or dead?!?! I went back to 'sleep' to con my brain back into dreaming the end...I thought it out and decided that the baby mole was rescued by its mummy and returned to the den, safe and sound.

Then I heard the alarm and had to get up and go to work. TGIF.

Have a lovely weekend, everyone!