A bad combination.
1. My wife has one of those ambient noise machines to help her sleep. It plays ocean sounds, softly, all night long.
I don't mind at all. It's kind of nice.
You can guess what this confluence of factors led to: unsettling nighmares about fangy aquatic monsters coming after me, culminating in a cat choosing the perfect moment to step right into the dream with William Castle -style special effects.
Very tired this morning for some reason.