Dreamworld versus real-world

Yesterday I had a fairly lengthy post but lost that when my computer locked up. Yesterday my computer and phone seem to be acting really strange. Not sure how it will go today but I'll try again.
I have always had vivid dreams but they seem to gone up a notch or two since I've been taking gabapentin for my feet neuralgia. Monday but I really really odd more so than usual. In general in my dreams have not disabled. Occasionally in my dreams have trouble walking on uneven surfaces but that passes and I'm fine. It's kind of strange that I dream that does not include my disabilities at all. So Monday morning my wife gives me my gabapentin and a few other things before she goes to work around 6:30 AM. And she comes in at 9:30 AM to get me out of bed. I was dreaming that I was a dog walker and I was out walking about a half a dozen dogs including Jordyn. It is a nice sunny winter day with snow on the ground but the streets were mostly clear. Dream was so realistic. I wife had to wake me up and I couldn't distinguish between my dream and the real world. Asked her what she was doing there and it all seemed out of place. My brain was still in the dream for about an hour and I think she thought I was acting more odd than normal. About an hour my brain was still in the dream.
I voice thought that dog walker would be a interesting job. One problem though is walking around with dog poop in baggies in my pockets. I suppose I would get a satchel for that if I was serious. And what do you do with it? You're not supposed to throw in the garbage, you're not supposed to add it to a mulch pile that would go on your gardening. I suppose I can dig holes around are hedges and after a while now it seems like a lot of work. I guess there is crappy parts to any job.Ha Ha. If I wanted a real challenge would try to be a cat walker. I would be a doozy!
This one is going to post yesterday. My wife but it's really be tolerant of me to put up with all strange I am from time to time. While she was here getting me up I never did feel like I was in the right place. I guess part of me is not accepted by disability. I used to love going for walks in the winter as long as there was no wind. I'm going to sign out now and take care dear reader.