nightmares...
So here's the nightmare.
I'm standing on a cliff, watching the sunset. There are footsteps behind me but I don't turn around to see who it is, because it doesn't really matter. We talk; it's always the same exchange of words: "You'll catch cold out here." "I'm always cold." "That's your choice." "I never had a choice." Then I feel the barrel of a gun at the back of my head and I close my eyes for a brief moment. I don't even say "no" or "stop". I open my eyes again and, just as the sun drops out of sight, the gun goes off. I don't feel anything, but, when I look down, there is blood on my hands and the gun is actually in my hands and there is no one there at all.
A friend of mine says the dream means that my mind is trying to tell me I am my own worst enemy at the moment. It's a fear of myself, of things I am capable of doing to hurt myself.
He might actually be right...
I'm standing on a cliff, watching the sunset. There are footsteps behind me but I don't turn around to see who it is, because it doesn't really matter. We talk; it's always the same exchange of words: "You'll catch cold out here." "I'm always cold." "That's your choice." "I never had a choice." Then I feel the barrel of a gun at the back of my head and I close my eyes for a brief moment. I don't even say "no" or "stop". I open my eyes again and, just as the sun drops out of sight, the gun goes off. I don't feel anything, but, when I look down, there is blood on my hands and the gun is actually in my hands and there is no one there at all.
A friend of mine says the dream means that my mind is trying to tell me I am my own worst enemy at the moment. It's a fear of myself, of things I am capable of doing to hurt myself.
He might actually be right...