I had a dream last night. That means I was sleeping well. My dream is a recurring dream where I am a cadet again at West Point. Usually, I am in some sort of trouble like late for a class or an inspection. In my dream last night, I was skipping classes-something I never did. Usually in these dreams, I am 65 yerars old. I guess that makes it a nightmare. Once I dreamt I was going back to Ranger School at 65. That is odd since I am not in good shape even for a senior citizen.
When I write, I often dream about whatever I am writing: plot, dialogue, and characters. It helps. Once written, I do not seem to dream about it any more. That means when I have a manuscript on hold, I dream about forever. It motivates me to finish it.