Maybe I should stop sleeping in until noon everyday...

Jun 14, 2006 21:04

I had a dream last night that I was living in a cottage on the coast of Spain for the summer with Alyssa (of all people...I haven't talked to her/seen her since Christmas of 2004). I distinctly remember walking up the stairs to the doorway, thinking to myself, "I wonder if this is just a dream...no, it's definitely not a dream. This is real." And then I woke up and was really depressed.

It was really strange because a lot of the time when I have dreams I'm completely aware that I'm having them. Like, I always know during a dream that it's a dream, not real. This is actually pretty nice sometimes because I can "talk" myself out of a scary dream, or I can do whatever I want in a good dream to make it better. My dreams aren't always like this, but a lot of the time they are. I only started being able to control them in the past couple years, and I still don't really know why or how. I also wake up several times in the night (4 times at the very least), so maybe it's because I never really get that much REM sleep? I don't know. I should research it or something. I'm a dork.

I also had an end-of-the-world dream where I was at a beach with my sister watching some kind of dog race (I have no idea), and all of a sudden both of us just knew that the world was going to split in two. I was looking towards the north and she was looking towards the south, and we watched as the ground kind of just lifted up on either side of us and started glowing red and yellow and purple. Both sides were flying towards each other really fast and we knew they were going to collide right where we were, but neither of us were scared at all. We just stood there with our arms around each other and I remember thinking, "This is the coolest fucking way to have the world end."

I have awesome dreams!
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