I can't stand when I can't remember my dreams. I know I have them, every night, in full color and Surround Sound, and sometimes starring "celebrities" I despise (which, come to think of it, is most of them). I know I have them because I wake up either remembering them completely, down to the last detail, or so vaguely that those details not only elude me but escape even farther away the harder I try to remember them, the way mercury does when the thermometer breaks on the bathroom floor and the little gray orbs refuse to be corralled despite the best of efforts.
All I know about tonight's feature presentation is that it was based on The End Of The World (yes, I suppose it was "REM" sleep, then) and my realization that my time is pretty much limited. In other words, "the usual". This dream theme has haunted me for as long as I can remember, starting with one particularly sweet occasion when I was about six and I dreamt of bombs falling onto a battlefield populated by men in "George Washington hats". On impact, the bodies of those men exploded into tiny pieces, each of which started to do a push-up onto the bloody battleground. And there the dream ended. Or at least that's as far as I could remember it then.
I woke up screaming and in tears, which of course brought my mom into the room, where I told her about the dream. She soothed me, or at least tried to, by telling me to think about something pretty. I tried desperately to fill my mind with a field full of perky, smiling daisies, but it didn't work. I waited all night for it work.
I'm still waiting.
fresh-baked at 04:58 AMeveryone is supposed to have dreams,its just that they don't remember them.I hate that too,(as long as it's a good dream)...i wish i could remember my dreams,but i don't and when i do it's usually the bad ones...I wonder why i have dreams like i do sometimes...
Offered by: drusilla on June 28, 2002 10:31 PMAaron: Did the ghost-creature-thing wink "knowingly" at you the next morning as it wiped a droplet of blood from its lower lip?
Offered by: Jodi on June 24, 2002 10:03 PMAnyone else have the exact same dream three or four nights in a row? It happens to me every once in a while, and I'll just keep having the same dream (usually one in which bad things happen, but not always) and I'll react the exact same way to everything, until I figure out how to change my own actions within the dream.
The last time this happened to me, I had four nights in a row in which I was being attacked by 1940's-style mobsters. Finally, I decided to put a stuffed ghost-creature-thing next to my bed before I went to sleep, and on the fifth night, the ghost-creature-thing was in my dream, and beat up all the mobsters.
Offered by: aaron on June 24, 2002 9:26 AMEva, most of my dreams are in color. Those that are not are in the kind of black-and-white that is reminiscent of old newsreel "footage", and the lack of color in such dreams is thus for "effect". My dreams are alarmingly real. Super-real. Hyper-real. (And, of course, sometimes surreal.)
(And I'm not even going to begin to get into the guys who have appeared in my dreams. Guys purely of my own creation, who bore no resemblance to anyone in my real life. This, of course, is discounting Fonzie, who was the special guest star of many of my dreams oh so many years ago!)
Offered by: Jodi on June 23, 2002 9:37 PMI never met anyone else who dreams in color. Sometimes mine are so real that it takes a while to shake. I dreamt one time that I broke up with this guy (no idea who) and I was heartbroken for a week. Weird.
Offered by: Eva on June 23, 2002 12:06 PMI never remember my dreams these days, good or bad. There have been a few times over the last few months or so that Scott awakened me because I was wimpering in my sleep. I never remember any of it, though.
Offered by: Kim on June 23, 2002 12:14 AMmy adult life, that is. Rented fingers today, or something.
Offered by: Scott on June 22, 2002 8:41 PMI've had nightmares of bombs falling for a lot of my adult, complete with little mushrooms expanding from them.
When the Berlin Wall came down, they stopped. I thought that was it, game over. Sept. 11th changed that again, unfortunately. I've had a few different nightmares, including one of an airliner trying to do a loop and ending up nose first in the ground in front of me, and the standard rain of missiles.
Just when I thought I was out . . .
Offered by: Scott on June 22, 2002 8:41 PMHmmm... strange at that age that you knew about uniforms.... makes you wonder if that was a past life remnant or something - being that the detail is so vivid? If you believe in that sorta stuff, I mean. I don't know... I keep my options open, hehe. My recurring dreams that I remember I have had about the same time each year since I was little, is robots and tanks coming down our street blowing up houses, but thankfully always leaving mine.... weird what the mind makes you dream of. Certainly I prefer the more...... *ahem* dreams about celebrities..... hehe, so pass them on my way! =o)
Offered by: Jodene =o) on June 22, 2002 8:32 PMI had an awful nightmare last night - had to even wake Shawn up. It was about Elizabeth Smart and it was so real that I half expected to turn on the t.v. and see it broadcast as news. I don't know about you, but my dreams changed dramatically after 9/11. I've always been prone to nightmares, but not quite so bad as since that day.
Offered by: Kelly on June 22, 2002 11:42 AMThis was really strange. I am up early today because I had a dream that bombs were hitting a battle field. Although in my dream we wernt wearing hats and I was one of the bodies.
Guess it was time I started working anyway.
Offered by: vagabond on June 22, 2002 7:17 AM
