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Weird dreams you've had
mustang6172:
I had a dream last night that I was getting a lap dance from Emma Stone. Then she turned out to be a furry and I was not into that.
The lap dance was not particularly good up to that point either.
Barmymoo:
I had a dream where my mum was having a baby (and I hadn't even noticed she was pregnant!) and also my brother was killed in some way that I can't remember now, except that in the dream it turned out it was all a dream, and I was really confused and had to keep checking that my brother was really alive and there was no baby, and I kept bursting into tears.
This is probably the most messed-up dream I've ever had, and that includes the one where my mum, brother and I were fleeing from an assassin and the one where my mum was murdered (when I woke up for real in that one, I went to check she was still alive in her bed).
ankhtahr:
For the first time since I was 8 I woke up from a bad dream. I was back in my hometown in our flat, when I watched a plane crash basically in our backstreet. It was very detailed. I remember that it was a Boeing. It had lost its right wing and fell in a spiral. I watched it fall down, let myself fall in front of our couch so I wouldn't get hit by so many glass shards, and time slowed down. I fell, slowly, when the plane hit the building. The blast destroyed our window, and in a second impact the wing crashed right into our flat. The fuel tank in the wing probably caught fire, as it was very loud and suddenly very hot. I died. Sudden silence and blackness. Scarily I couldn't open my eyes for a few seconds.
ev4n:
So I'm continuing to ramp up my apnea treatment, and my dreams are becoming more coherent. They're not always easy to remember, but I'm having some fairly long, involved dreams.
A few nights ago it was a weird geographic mish-mosh. I was in Kap, but there were hills (far more than the Clay Belt actually has), and bizarrely, a highway that should only appear in eastern ontario or near Lake Superior. We met people we apparently knew, even though they would have been infants last time I lived there. I also did a long bike ride in the area, somehow, without leaving town.
Mostly, I just continue to be happy that I'm dreaming so much, and optimistic that this means that the treatment is working.
ev4n:
Again, more coherent.
Background is Machine Gun, by Slowdive
House party in a new house. I'm a teenager, my youngest son is my brother. Hanging out in the living room, there are girls there, including one I can specifically identify as a girl I went to high school with, though I didn't hang out with her at all. Only her hair color is different.
There's a conversation going on around me, mostly between two girls, but I'm not really following it. Eventually, I start to wonder if it's sexual or about me, but can't puzzle it out.
Upstairs, I count doors in the hall, trying to figure out how many bedrooms there are. The answer is 3 or 4, because the 2 doors at the far end of the hall, over the living room, are shut. My parents are behind one, arguing or something, so I'm not exploring further.
I seem to have an ensuite bathroom, which my little brother won't stay out of. I wind up threatening him with violence to stay out, not because I actually intend to follow through, but because I'm annoyed. I go looking for a shirt, but there are more shirts in my bathroom than my living room.
Ok, so not fully weird, but again with the strong coherence and feeling of immersion. The feeling of dreaming like this is very alien to me, and makes me hope that my treatment is really helping.
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