Alien Encounters of the Forgotten Kind

I was late up today.

Usually the increasing hum of early morning traffic wakes me long before the alarm clock.  The sound of car engines and wheels rumbling along the road isn't an unpleasant noise to wake to.  Not once you get used to it anyway.  But even that couldn't do the job this morning.

Strange dreams kept waking me with a start throughout the night.  I dreamt of aliens.  I didn't see the flying saucers that came in my childhood recurring dream.  But I saw aliens.

I don't remember much else about the dreams.  I meant to write a note about them but forgot.

Tonight I am prepared.  Which means I probably won't dream.

But I might wake on time tomorrow.