I just remembered a recurring dream that I used to have as a child.
I was in a dark, cold, damp place. Like a cave or something. I was always cold and uncomfortable. In the dream, I always tried to sleep in a curled up position to keep warm. No blanket. I was waiting for something that never came.
Last night, I fell asleep watching a movie. The couch wasn't to comfortable. I was cold. No blanket. Of course, I was too lazy to get up.
This morning, all the sudden that dream popped into my head. It's strange, because I think I actually still might have that dream and just never remember it. It feels too familiar to be just from childhood.