I worry about my brain sometimes. I’ve been having really weird, vivid dreams for the last couple of nights and I’m waking up completely exhausted!
The night before last I dreamt that I was doing some construction work on a massive project, that was a cross between a dam and a bridge. It was huge and I think it was this place that I visited in Cyprus:
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Ok. Normalish so far. However, the reason I was working on this and getting so panicky was because when I stood on the top and looked down there was a trench all along the bottom that was filled with dead bodies. And I had to find a way to cover them up so no-one would find them! I don’t think I killed them, but I was definitely in a state about getting caught.
I was against the clock and had to find a way to divert the river so that it ran down and covered the dead people up. I had someone helping me - not sure who it was - but we managed to get a trickle of water just in time before lots of people came to inspect it.
After that the same dream morphed into something else. I was living in an underground bunker, under the dam, and it was like a post-apocalypse landscape. I think it was a nuclear wasteland and were hiding from an unknown threat. Again, I was pregnant (!) but this time I stabbed myself with a knife so that the bad people couldn’t get the baby. Then I proceeded to bleed to death while people ran around stuffing cushions between my legs to stop the bleeding.
WTF?? Why would I dream that?? It was really, really HORRIBLE. I woke up scared and knowing that I needed to run away but couldn’t.
And then last night, I dreamt that I was riding a motorbike and it was purple and inflatable and I needed to change the wheels and I couldn’t get them off. The wheels were inflatable too. I went into a multi-storey car park to find a space, and proceeded to get the body of the bike out of a box and blow it up! That was when I couldn’t work out how to get the wheels on and it was really stressing me out. Everyone else had nice shiny, REAL bikes and I had this blow up thing. I think I had to get somewhere urgently, for a race that I was entering and I was getting all agitated that my bike wouldn’t work.
Thank god the alarm went off at that point and woke me up!
I have consulted the Dream Dictionary which has proven to be completely useless.
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There is no entry for mass graves or nuclear holocaust. The nearest I can find is an entry for Blood/Bleeding which means I need to avoid any kind of controversy with friends of relatives! Huh. Thanks for that, really helpful.
I can’t really work out WHAT the bike dream was about, but the entry for Parking suggests that it would be a significant time to start tapering off a relationship which no longer interests me! *looks around* Ok, so who’s it gonna be?
Seriously freaky stuff. I think I liked it better when I didn’t remember my dreams. At this rate the men in white coats will be coming for me!