THE CRITTER (November 27, 2007)

I dreamt that I woke up and turned on the light. I found a scorpion by my pillow. Not very large, it was completely white. Its carapace was bright and shiny, but its tail was limp, and it appeared to be in a very poor shape. It could not even run away from the bright light of the lamp next to my bed. I was not alarmed at all. Instead, I felt a little concerned about the critter. When I actually woke up, I did not turn on the light. I just brushed the white scorpion from my dream off the bed. There was nothing by my pillow, of course, and I soon fell asleep once again.