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Weird dreams you've had
Papersatan:
Uggh. I did a lot of dreaming and woke up remembering, not just the dream I was having, but the one before too. I hate that because it always makes me feel a bit restless during the day. I go through periods sometimes where I remember my dreams to well and I start to feel unsure of which things really happened and which were fake. I will remember something and then have to reason with myself about whether it happened for real or not. It is an easy decision for some dreams (no you did not learn to fly last week Kat...) but more difficult for others (didn't we get a check in the mail, and use it to pay the electric?).
Todays dreams:
1. I went home to visit my family, specifically my father (who got very ill last year in real life). I had extended interactions with him, my mother and my brother. My father had 5 ferrets living in my old bedroom. My brother was fixing their bathroom for them (the bathroom was under construction most of my life, like with missing plaster and what not, but was professionally fixed a few years ago). My father also could walk without assistance, though he still didn't have full use of his left hand (since the illness in real life he shuffles with a walker, and has lost use of his left hand) Also, in real life he lost over 150 pounds during his illness, but in my dream he had gained most of it back, and I was concerned for him, because he (really) has congestive heart failure so being heavy is really bad for him.
2. I was in prison, and making food selections from the sort of menu you get in a hospital. I ordered shredded carrots, a chicken and mac and cheese. People were surprised by this for some reason. There was a fight somewhere down the hall, and a guard (played by Nic Cage?) put his arm splint under a door for some reason and the prisoner took it and used it to beat himself. Later in the dream Nic Cage was being taken away for abusing the prisoner, while the prisoner looked on and grinned.
3. The filming of a commercial for a cruise ship. A very pregnant woman in a bikini is laying on the front of the ship, dangling her head over the edge while her man sits nearby and asks if she is nauseous. She says something witty about pregnancy and nausea and how motion sickness is nothing! Then it magic camera's to 6 months earlier and they are on a cruise, diving from the ship into he water, where they get freaky... the implication being this is how she got pregnant, on an earlier cruise! This is the end of the commercial, but I become the woman, that is I have her body and am in the water. In the dream the prison thing is haunting me, like I feel like it all happened but I can't tell the guy. I keep plunging under the water and panicking because I think I won't surface in time. also I am naked and I am worried people will take pictures so I won't get back on the boat. Other people start swimming and I am talking to one of them. Mariska Haggerty is also there. A girl near me observes that she is pretty, and I agree, and say something like, "Man when I see her I am always like <noise>" making the noise makes me sink, straight down, but I can't stop... I start to panic because I keep sinking, and my chest is tense and still making this noise, and I know when I stop I will need to take a deep breath, but I am so far underwater...
I woke up. My mouth was super dry, which has been happening lately, I think because I am mouth-breathing and snoring. My tonsils have been swollen for a few months now and I think they are causing this. I wonder if all the drowning paranoia in the last dream was because I was not breathing well in real life.
[update] Uggggggggg I fell asleep again and had more vivid dreams and now I feel all swimmy and dizzy and it is hard to stay awake, even though I should have had plenty of sleep.
Tellusora:
Haven't had notable dreams in recent weeks. Although...
1. I wrote my IB Chinese exams in English.
2. I got an impossibly shitty result for said IB exams. (I recently got the real ones - better but only slightly (drama))
3. Recurring childhood nightmare of running down a corridor being chased by Cruella deVille and 2 huge dalmations. Oh the cackles...
4. Recurring childhood nightmare of stumbling down a dark corridor with invisible walls. Darkness all around. There was this vague sense of primal terror, that I was being chased and had to escape some formless horror. Then suddenly a ungodly sound of piercing/tearing/shattering rips my reality in two, and I wake up in cold sweat. Thank goodness it's long gone and conquered - it inspired a production I created.
Flying dreams are absolutely my favourite kind of dreams, what with that vertigo and weightlessness of being in the air. Leaving the ground is like starting an old car though. I need a running start and/or lots of jumping up and down. Then I flap my way up in the air. For the most part I have control, though sometimes I start falling for no reason and I either can't take off again or it takes a lot of effort. Still, the best dreams I've ever had.
Years ago I had this dream about the perfect girl, that I knew with such conviction was the right one for me. I felt such love, or what seemed like it (never been in a relationship) to this random girl whose face/name/detals I can't recall. Sigh...
I wish I could have lucid dreams. To hold such unimaginable power...
Zingoleb:
Actually, given that they're dreams, I'm pretty sure it's the most imaginable power there is.
Redball:
My wife and I were in the car, in a road race from a northern Detroit suburb to what might have been the Ford hq in Dearborn. Clara was driving most of the way, and a trip that should have been quite fast, mostly on freeways, was boggled by every imaginable obstacle: A wrong turn trying to get to a freeway dumped us into traffic. Another wrong turn dumped us into a clogged parking lot; one thing after another. We'd started with a clear lead, but as we blew the lead, I was getting cranky with my wife. I think my bladder was starting to wake me before we finished; my memory was that someone told us we'd come in 10th or 11th, but my memory also says that I was putting words in that someone's mouth, maybe to punish my wife. WTF?
She's been gone a year and a half. I was driving between rural towns yesterday, missing her beside me. So whatever my feelings in the dream, I was glad to see her.
pwhodges:
It's quite rare for me to remember enough of a dream to record, and this is rather fragmentary...
I was picked up from work in a car along with Faye, Sven and Akima, possibly by my old boss Ian; there should have been one other person (don't recall who) but we decided to leave him. On arrival in the crowded market place of a nearby town, we proceeded to put up a marquee (a large one with poles a foot in diameter) in which we then put on a performance of an opera. We were both doing the backstage work and performing on stage, facing the audience which was outside the marquee. It appeared that we were actually miming the performance to a CD recording, as we were able to pause it when someone wasn't ready. The opera was Wagner's Die Meistersinger.
This is probably a reference to Longborough Festival Opera, which is near the market town of Chipping Norton, not far from Oxford, one of whose trustees I was talking to a couple of weeks ago, and which is putting on their complete Ring cycle next year - this may be the most practical possibility for me ever to get to see the cycle on stage.
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