A night of very vivid dreams, two I remember in particular.
In what my mind identified as Peidmont park, out for a hike with my family. My mother has to use the restroom, which is up ahead at point 17 (we are at about point 3). So, we start walking at a brisk pace. It starts raining. And raining. And rains harder. As the rain gets worse, we keep walking and then climbing up steps and through this towerlike structure of planking, where the trail becomes more of a ropes course, eventually becoming lengths of suspended rope (one overhead, one to stand on) over what in the dream looks to be acers of digital forest (the trees are more a pixel pattern of shades of green than trees). And it's still raining.
The next dream also involved my mother, strangely enough. I was at home, and for some reason my mother and I were outside at night, sitting in the driveway. A possom comes up to us, and starts acting like a cat. We talk to it, it responds, and begins following us around, climbing up into our laps, etc. Eventually, I take it inside to feed it. I get out a plate and put two slices of bread on it, and set it down. The possum instantly takes the first peice of bread and tries to hide it in the pot cabnet. I scold it, put the bread back on the plate, and tell it to eat. While it does so, I fill a bowl with water, and set it down for it. During this time, the possom has caught and killed a mouse, and is busy eating its head, very bloodily. When I set down the water bowl, the possom washes its front paws and nose in the bowl to get the blood off. It goes back to eating the bread, as I watch the blood slowly dissapate into the bowl of water.
All I know is that I'm still tired, and I'm thinking about a nap.