I know I have blogged about dreams before, so this is more pondering on the subject. Why is it that what we dream about at night has an effect on our mood for the rest of the day? I have often wondered this, but today it is more poignant because I can’t remember what I had a dream about last night, I know it was something, but can’t remember any detail. However, it has left me in a depressing mood for today. I am going to have to try and lift myself out of it some how. I do love the dreams you have that you can’t remember but you wake up laughing, they put you in such a good mood for the rest of the day, but if only I could remember what it was that was so funny, I could then save that for days like today…..