Morning of October 1, 2014. Wednesday.
In my last dream of this morning, I am in bed as in reality; the same location and orientation and perceived as the time it probably is in reality in early morning. My wife wants a drink and I somehow get her one without getting up (some sort of typical in-dream "scene skip" I suppose - or perhaps absentminded teleportation of the glass of water or typical in-dream usage of telekinesis). However, she makes a comment that it tastes a bit bitter and I realize it may be related to the time when I was trying to block the ants from coming out of the ground near the carport in another of my dreams of this morning (as if this dream implies my second dream was an actual experience yet with no in-dream memory of my several other dreams during this time at this point) and the chemical from the ants might have gotten into the water (as I do not remember washing my hands). However, that is not likely anyway, as my other dream took place in Cubitis in America, and this one takes place in our present home on W Street (though that discrepancy does not even dawn on me). At this point, a snake seems to be in our bed on our right at first. It looks somewhat like a coral snake and seems to come from just under my shoulder. However, it is then gone as if it was not there in the first place, or perhaps I was incorrectly perceiving my own arm, hard to tell as perceptual cohesion is lost even though my dream was quite vivid otherwise.