I had a dream

This is for real. I had a dream just now, and it woke me up out of a sound sleep, that someone out in the blogosphere had written a post entitled Auf Weidersein Motherkitty on their blog.

(Auf weidersein is German for goodbye. Disclaimer: I do not speak German, I have never studied German in school, nor have I ever corresponded with anyone from Germany. Being Jewish, this dream really gave me the willies, so I guess that's why it woke me up.)

It wasn't just a dream, but rather it was a nightmare from which I awoke all nauseous and sweaty. All these people with German-sounding names who I didn't know were posting rude comments in German and saying goodbye to me and leaving nasty remarks, such as good riddance and they didn't understand why I thought I could write anything interesting on a blog in the first place and who did I think I was to think that anyone out there would really care what I had to say. In my dream I only got to a few comments when I suddenly woke up. I had to run to the bathroom because I thought I was going to be sick.

Now, how's that for reality dreaming? Do you think this is a subliminal message meant to undermine my good intentions of taking a break and then returning to blogging or is it my own fears surfacing while I was asleep?

Fears aside, I can't seem to get blogging out of my blood, even for a few days. I am still checking on my favorite blogs and leaving comments every day. How nutty and compulsive is that? Does it just mean that blogging gives me a connection with others out in the world, a connection that I desperately need at this time in my life?

I would like to thank my lovely blogfriends who have extended their good thoughts to me, either on my blog or in e-mails. You are so appreciated. And, thanks Susan, for the puzzle. I still hope it wasn't a meatball.

As Arnold would say, I'll be back.