Sitting in a comfortable chair, working a Sudoku over supper, I fell asleep. (It's been that sort of a day; dull and rainy, with a touch of wet snow.)
In my dream, I was looking at a hermit crab out of the water, on a mirror. The shell was upside-down, and the hermit's legs were in the air. Suddenly, the shell started scooting away, across the mirror. And the hermit had become an anemone, tentacles fully extended. Then I noticed that the shell was not a shell, but a plastic toy car. It raced across the mirror, and came to a stop. The anemone changed back into a hermit in a shell, waving pincers and legs in the air. It struggled, faster and faster, until it began to spin about, rose out of the shell and flew off, like a helicopter.
I woke up laughing. I'm sort of wondering what was in that soup I had!
Silly dream, but I had to get it out of my system. I'll do a sensible post later on tonight.