I was sleeping in a mountain cave. I might have been dreaming that I was sleeping or it might have been real. There were three different ways that I could sleep, each described by a different word. These might have been Greek or another language I did not understand.
My normal left side sleeping was the first position. On my back the second. And the third was somewhere on the other side of the cave. There were cozy blue and white blankets for each position as well.
This dream re-occurred and continued throughout the night. Dreaming about sleeping makes me think I need more sleeping and less dreaming.
