Hypnopompic.

I was back in Ayr seeing my folks yesterday evening, and got back today. After getting an early night, I woke about one-o'clock from a dream in which I was in a wood dodging an unknown but not unfriendly other person. I realised there was a third person very near, and woke with two loud shouts. I hope I didn't wake the neighbours.

I'd earlier had a strange dream which seemed to be partly influenced by LJ and partly by Vurt (cf Tony's essay, of course), which had the weird-erotic-charge bit of sleep paralysis but not the waking-in-panic bit. This isn't something that's happened to me for several years, which is why I'm noting the point here.

And now that I'm awake, of course, I'm nice and rested and can't drop off again - hence the toast and LJ session.