What dreams may come
I'm home now, in Temecula. I miss it here. Little things that happen here force back memories of whats happened over the years here. For instance, today it was nice and toasty with the heater blasting as I woke up, and that reminded me of how all my old winter breaks here used to be.
So Amanda and Janelle call me. They yell at me for not telling them that I'd be in town... which I did last weekend... Then Tami calls and scolds me for not telling her I'm in town. I told you peoples I'd be here last week.
Anyway...
I had a very weird dream last night. A few, actually, but only one that sticks in my mind the most. I forgot where I was... I was laying down on some carpet on my side, and I killed myself. I killed myself in a dream. I can still feel the warmth of the blood as I slit my own throat in the dream. The blade was warm as it was covered in blood. The puddle I was laying in as I died was warm. I don't know why I did it nor what events lead up to it in my dream.
I've had these strong-feeling dreams for a while now, most notibly a last month when I managed to fall in love in a dream. I felt heartbroken when I woke up the next day and for a few days afterwards. Now after the dream I had last night I dont know how to feel... I feel weird. How would you feel to experiance a dream like that?
My dreams are very powerful towards me. For instance, I had this nightmare/dream about two months ago... let me start.
I had this Chuckie doll in a noose above my bed. Hes been there for about 6 months. Never moved. I go to bed one night, and he appears in my dream. In my dream everything is normal. I'm in my bed, looking around the room, cept its lite somehow. Chuckie swivels around from the noose, looks at me, and tells me to untie him. Dream ends, new dream begins.
I wake up the next morning and there he is... on the side of my bed. Untied.
Somehow, I managed sleep-walk on my bed, stand up, and untie a 13-loop noose, put Chuckie down, and go to bed again.
How's that for a weird dream?
Sweet dreams.
-Matt
So Amanda and Janelle call me. They yell at me for not telling them that I'd be in town... which I did last weekend... Then Tami calls and scolds me for not telling her I'm in town. I told you peoples I'd be here last week.
Anyway...
I had a very weird dream last night. A few, actually, but only one that sticks in my mind the most. I forgot where I was... I was laying down on some carpet on my side, and I killed myself. I killed myself in a dream. I can still feel the warmth of the blood as I slit my own throat in the dream. The blade was warm as it was covered in blood. The puddle I was laying in as I died was warm. I don't know why I did it nor what events lead up to it in my dream.
I've had these strong-feeling dreams for a while now, most notibly a last month when I managed to fall in love in a dream. I felt heartbroken when I woke up the next day and for a few days afterwards. Now after the dream I had last night I dont know how to feel... I feel weird. How would you feel to experiance a dream like that?
My dreams are very powerful towards me. For instance, I had this nightmare/dream about two months ago... let me start.
I had this Chuckie doll in a noose above my bed. Hes been there for about 6 months. Never moved. I go to bed one night, and he appears in my dream. In my dream everything is normal. I'm in my bed, looking around the room, cept its lite somehow. Chuckie swivels around from the noose, looks at me, and tells me to untie him. Dream ends, new dream begins.
I wake up the next morning and there he is... on the side of my bed. Untied.
Somehow, I managed sleep-walk on my bed, stand up, and untie a 13-loop noose, put Chuckie down, and go to bed again.
How's that for a weird dream?
Sweet dreams.
-Matt