Thursday, April 12, 2018

Two Dreams

I know nobody likes to hear about other people's dreams. I finally get that after years of blank looks when I try to tell people about an interesting dream. But nobody is reading this anyway and it's my blog so...

In one dream one of my cats was sitting in the middle of the kitchen floor with a mouse between his paws. The mouse looked up at me with adorable beady eyes and looked so cute and then I realized the cat was not about to eat it or just torment it for the fun of it; he was actually protecting the mouse. Of course, none of that makes any sense in the awake world. Only cartoon mice are cute - I don't even like pet rodents - and although I have seen pictures of cat and mouse friends that would never happen at my house.

The other dream... I don't know why I even want to tell it because it's not especially weird or even very interesting. We (my family) were at some kind of resort, hanging out outdoors (a picnic maybe?) and I decided I needed to take my jacket back to our room. Our room number was 105 and I kept walking up and down corridors looking for room 105 and couldn't find it. Then when I realized it was a dream and that I was about to wake up I felt like, "No! Wait! I have to find the room first." That was the weird thing about it I guess. Instead of being relieved or amused that it was only a dream I was disappointed that I was never going to find the room.

So anyway... that's all I've got right now. Or at least all I want to write at the moment, because I have other things I want to do. If there's anyone still reading this, thanks for sticking with me. I'll try to be more interesting next week.

6 comments:

  1. I actually find hearing other people's dreams kind of interesting, to compare with mine: mine are often bizarrely detailed, and I remember a lot of them.

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  2. "But nobody is reading this anyway"

    Oh my god, I just got here, and already I'm being called a nobody--ha. I envy fillyjonk because rarely remember dreams anymore, so it doesn't even feel like I have them. Sometimes though, if I take a big dose of gabapentin (a drug for nerve pain), I have a lot of dreams, and they are vivid.

    Aren't everyone's dreams bizarrely detailed?

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    1. Haha. Welcome. I get so excited when new people show up. Or, really, anytime someone comments. :-)

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  3. I don't remember as many of my dreams as I used to. Sometimes the ones I do remember are pretty bizarre. Quite a few of them would make decent science fiction movies if I could record them.

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  4. I find the more I do in a day (or the more time I spend on the Internet right before bed) the more detail-packed and bizarre my dreams are. So I have relatively calm or non-memorable dreams when I'm on break up visiting my parents, and "holy cow where did all that come from" ones when I'm both trying to wrap up the semester and spending a lot of time faffing on the Internet.

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    1. That's interesting. I don't notice anything on a daily basis that influences my dreams. There might be something but I don't notice it.

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