last night, i had a dream
Last night I had a dream where a woman and man were running from an assassin. The woman he hid in another couple's house while he did manual labor for him. But when the woman came to term, the assassin found them. He attacked the woman when she was unattended, slit her pregnant belly open, and murdered her. The baby inside of her lived.
When I woke up I thought to myself, "huh...that could be an interesting premise for a novel."
Is there something wrong with me that when I dream about a man gutting a pregnant woman like a fish my first thought isn't, "Holy fucking shit why did I dream that?!" but "huh...that would make for an interesting novel?" Or maybe it's that these dreams are so commonplace for me now that not only do they not register as nightmares but I've actually come to enjoy the intrigue of them.
Just the other day I dreamt I was caught in a zombie outbreak while out to dinner with friends.
Some time before that it was a serial killer.
The weird thing is half these dreams might have me in them but the other half are like movies. I'm just watching them while the dream happens to someone else. I also tend to lucid dream a lot, though not with the level of control I had in high school.
There was a period during Freshman year of college where I didn't remember any of my dreams, couldn't recall if I had actually dreamt. Those were sad times.
I wonder though, why exactly are my dreams like this? Maybe I consume too much supernatural and violent media or something.
When I woke up I thought to myself, "huh...that could be an interesting premise for a novel."
Is there something wrong with me that when I dream about a man gutting a pregnant woman like a fish my first thought isn't, "Holy fucking shit why did I dream that?!" but "huh...that would make for an interesting novel?" Or maybe it's that these dreams are so commonplace for me now that not only do they not register as nightmares but I've actually come to enjoy the intrigue of them.
Just the other day I dreamt I was caught in a zombie outbreak while out to dinner with friends.
Some time before that it was a serial killer.
The weird thing is half these dreams might have me in them but the other half are like movies. I'm just watching them while the dream happens to someone else. I also tend to lucid dream a lot, though not with the level of control I had in high school.
There was a period during Freshman year of college where I didn't remember any of my dreams, couldn't recall if I had actually dreamt. Those were sad times.
I wonder though, why exactly are my dreams like this? Maybe I consume too much supernatural and violent media or something.