your mind sounds very busy...that happens when you have so many people running around you all day.
My most common nightmare is that I’ve had one that I’ve lost track of and I think to myself “where IS he? and how long has it been since I’ve fed him?”
Just when I consider the likelihood I am heading for prison or a mental institution, I wake up - do a quick count - and breathe a sigh of relief.
LOL! That happens often enough in real life! I usually lose Pat (6 - the really weird one), because he goes into corners or closets and thinks very hard for long periods. The others can’t be quiet for long.