At first, I couldn't fall asleep last night. I was trying to interpret this strangely specific dream I had the night before. In that dream, I was reading the price of a very popular stock. The stock price had plummeted to around 2-3 points, when I knew that the stock's normal price was around 30-50. I remembered the dream very clearly when I woke up the next morning, so I immediately got out of bed to check the stock price online. The price was within it's normal range, but I still wondered why I would have such a specific dream about a stock that I haven't checked in years?

So before I fell asleep last night, this stock-price dream was paramount in my mind. Would the stock price actually fall? What could possibly make this very stable company's stock fall to such levels? Various scenarios ran through my head, and one of the scenarios immediately struck me as a possibility due to seemingly unrelated news that broke yesterday. Then I fell asleep.

Last night I dreamed of sugar. Sugar was the answer to all of my problems. If my wallet couldn't fit in my pocket, I just had to sprinkle sugar on it. Sugar makes everything fit. If my foot couldn't fit into my socks, I just had to sprinkle sugar on my feet. If the couch couldn't fit through the door, I just had to sprinkle sugar on it. Etc. The theme of my dream was that sugar was the answer to all my problems.

I woke up unexpectedly this morning at about 5:30am, and I couldn't fall back to sleep. On the nightstand next to me was a book that I stopped reading several weeks before, so I decided to pick it up and read a few pages to see if I could fall back to sleep. About four pages into it, I came across this sentence:

Nearby, another man is stir-frying Chinese tobacco with sugar. The Semai prefer to smoke it that way.

I paused after reading that sentence. The idea of sugar being used to help the "tobacco fit into his body" came to mind, and I was slightly freaked out. Not freaked out enough to stop me from reading though. My dream was just a coincidence, I thought. Two paragraphs down, I read this:

Dreams are important to the Semai, and even the dreams of a young child will be exhaustively discussed, and further dreams directed and encouraged.

Then I stopped reading.