Today's Dream
I have a feeling that what I remember from my dreams usually occurs in the last half-hour of sleeping or so.
In today’s dream, I was watching Stargate Atlantis on my grandmother’s TV (another recurring element). At first it was the usual kind of episode, with the season 2–3 opening, then things got weird.
One of the episodes, ostensibly a season opener—and I even remember vague imagery from it—used a different opening with modified music, which had a green tint rather than the usual blue and involved, among other things, my grandmother’s dacha. Somehow, the action later jumped to my parents’ bedroom, where I watch Stargate episodes at times, and I found myself also reading a newspaper (and discussing it with someone). The newspaper had pictures of a fictional Russian politician and portrayed him in negative light. His name was given, but I don’t remember it—all I remember is that he looked roughly like Marrick from The Ark of Truth.
The episode also somewhat echoed an imaginary Transformers episode I saw in an earlier dream.
After the discussion, and while still watching the episode, I looked at my face in a mirror and discovered that my beard, which I shaved off last evening, already grew back to a ridiculous length, and I had to shave it again—while still standing in the bedroom—first with a trimmer and then with a razor.
Admittedly, my hair does grow back too fast for me to keep up. Everywhere.