Dreams

I do not usually dream, or if I do they are few and very far between, and usually very bizarre. Well last night I had a dream, and it (as usual) was strange, and very short. You might call it something like a film clip, or maybe a scene from a movie. Shortly before I awoke from this dream I was laying across the bed reading the second book from the twilight series. This clip or scene didn't appear to have anything to do with the book. I am not sure where the thought came from or what inspired it, but here it is:

It was night time and I was sitting in a boat. The boat was long, slender, but not slender like a canoe. It looked like one of those little boats you might see in an Italian movie, you know the type where a couple is being pushed down the river. Well, anyway, I wasn't alone. There was a boy in my boat, and another boat beside us. There were two people in the second boat as well. I cannot now see the other three people in this scenario, except the lady in the other boat. She had curly red hair, and was wearing a Victorian style dress. She was very pretty, with a patrician nose and bright blue eyes. She had what looked like a puppy with her. The dog looked like a chihuahua, the small yappy sort. We were all chatting, or maybe arguing about something. I cannot recall what the conversation was, but all of a sudden the puppy thing jumped into my boat. It latched on to my right arm and wouldn't let go. But by now, it didn't look like a puppy, and it did not feel like a puppy either. It attached itself to my arm with what felt like suction cups, and it was glowing. If I didn't know any better, I would think it was some kind of knew species, one I had never encountered.
When this "thing" jumped across and attached itself to my arm, I began to scream, "Get it off! Get it off!"
And in the other boat, the Victorian dressed lady she is screaming, "Come back, baby! Come back!"
Meanwhile, I jump up and flail my arm around in the air, and with my other hand I am trying to dislodge this "animal" from my arm. The thing on my arm is still glowing and it feels very warm, almost hot.
Of course, as you can imagine, I rocked the boat. I fell in the water trying to keep my arm out of the water. I still flailed around trying to get this stupid thing off my arm. I could feel fear taking over my heart and lungs. I my heart raced a mile a minute, and I had a hard time catching my breath. I brought my arm under the water, hoping that maybe the thing couldn't breathe under the water, but it stayed where it was and continued to glow.
I came back up and cried for help, but no one moved to help me. I could feel my energy draining away.  I felt my head go under the water one last time. I saw the people in the boats staring at me in horror one last time.

Then, I woke up. My glasses under the bed, my book on the floor, my heart racing, and my breaths coming in spurts as if I had just finished running a mile, or battling a thing in the water? The light on the night stand glared in my eyes, and my clock read 3 o'clock.  

It took my about thirty minutes to get back to sleep, because the dream had been so realistic. Well, as realistic as some alien thing attaching it to ones arm could be!
I fell back asleep and thought no more about the dream until I woke up later that morning.

When I was a child I used to walk in my sleep. As an adult, I have been told I talk in my sleep and with such a dream it makes me wonder what else I might have been dreaming about. You know, the dreams that I dont remember?