My daughter Emily, was playing Skyrim, a video game of Vikings, of magic spells and dragons. The volume was low enough not to bother me as I dozed. Behind my recliner, the fan was humming its beautiful white noise, and the breeze being sucked in was refreshing and cool enough to cause me to fall into a delicious nap. Which I promptly did.
I began to dream a most realistic dream. In it. Emily had summoned
all the dragons who lived beneath the seas, and they began to set the
seas to boil, and all the creatures in the seas cooked, and when the
dragons were done eating the whales and dolphins and the toasted sharks
with jellyfish, they began to burn everything down.
I became very angry at Emily for letting the dragons out, but she, in
my dream, was only three years old, and thought it was very great fun.
The sounds of people being broiled alive didn’t seem to bother her at
all. She just wanted to ‘pet the pretty horsies’.
And that is why you should never, ever, ever have anything but a fan blowing when you take a nap.
This has been your cautionary tale of the day.