The two kinds of dreams that I dislike the most are unfortunately the ones I remember the best.
I don't like it when I have to keep editing my dreams. Like when you're trying to run away from someone, and eventually you have to change what's happening, because the guy with the chainsaw has you cornered, and if you want to get any more sleep that night you go and re-do the last little bit so he doesn't see you hiding under the table.
I'm also not very good with dreams where you think you're awake. I'm getting a little better about some of them, I can tell it's a dream. I haven't had the kind where I'm convinced I'm awake but I can't communicate with my roommate (who for some reason was in my bedroom, despite being a guy), to tell him that I can't move in ages.
What I did get recently was one where I kept dreaming (I probably had five or six of these in 10-15 minutes) that I was awake, and had gotten up before taking my temperature. In some of them I got out of bed and then realised, but then they started getting worse. I was on Bridgeport, standing outside the thrift store, and trying to hold my thermometer in my mouth. It was awful, because I had forgotten to take my temperature, and there I was trying to do it, and it was on the street so everyone could see that I hadn't done it (I was with my parents and in-laws I think). The annoying part, looking back, is that it wouldn't have done me any good to have taken my temperature, so why did I bother?
I had a very nice dream a few months ago, I was at some sort of provincal park, and there were buffalo there. I was looking at the pamphlet they had, and it talked about how they cared for the buffalo (so it must have been more of a farm, but this was a dream). Part of them caring for the buffalo included collecting the wool. I was so sad when I woke up and realised that that was a dream, and the buffalo wool has indeed been discontinued.
I don't like it when I have to keep editing my dreams. Like when you're trying to run away from someone, and eventually you have to change what's happening, because the guy with the chainsaw has you cornered, and if you want to get any more sleep that night you go and re-do the last little bit so he doesn't see you hiding under the table.
I'm also not very good with dreams where you think you're awake. I'm getting a little better about some of them, I can tell it's a dream. I haven't had the kind where I'm convinced I'm awake but I can't communicate with my roommate (who for some reason was in my bedroom, despite being a guy), to tell him that I can't move in ages.
What I did get recently was one where I kept dreaming (I probably had five or six of these in 10-15 minutes) that I was awake, and had gotten up before taking my temperature. In some of them I got out of bed and then realised, but then they started getting worse. I was on Bridgeport, standing outside the thrift store, and trying to hold my thermometer in my mouth. It was awful, because I had forgotten to take my temperature, and there I was trying to do it, and it was on the street so everyone could see that I hadn't done it (I was with my parents and in-laws I think). The annoying part, looking back, is that it wouldn't have done me any good to have taken my temperature, so why did I bother?
I had a very nice dream a few months ago, I was at some sort of provincal park, and there were buffalo there. I was looking at the pamphlet they had, and it talked about how they cared for the buffalo (so it must have been more of a farm, but this was a dream). Part of them caring for the buffalo included collecting the wool. I was so sad when I woke up and realised that that was a dream, and the buffalo wool has indeed been discontinued.


yeah, ok crazy lady, you just tell yourself that... But I knew I was right, so I kept bugging her shouting at she's not real and lauging histarically. Sure enough, I woke up for real.



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