I’ve been sick most of the last couple weeks and sleeping about 3 times as much as I normally would. I’ve had the strangest dreams, and some of them have been so bewilderingly real in detail that I woke absolutely confused. I remember most of them fairly well; the dreams didn’t slip out of my mind in the morning light like they so often do.
If you’ve dreamed about me in the last couple weeks, message me privately because I’m curious as hell if there was any overlap. I love that kind of crazy stuff.
I’ve dreamed that I was buying a house with someone and how we were going to keep the original wood floors because I loved the feeling of history, and I remember being so surprised in my dream that the other person agreed with my choice to keep the floors intact. I’ve dreamed I was ghost hunting and there was chocolate pecan pie. I’ve dreamed that I was making dinner in someone’s apartment (an apartment I’ve never been to so my mind will be totally blown if it looks anything like what I imagined). I dreamed about going to the movies to see a movie about dinosaurs (love me some dinosaur movies). I dreamed about going to the beach and sitting on the sand, watching the waves; it wasn’t summer in this dream, so the beach was fairly empty. I dreamed about having this long winding conversation with someone on a big couch with cozy blankets that went on for hours. I had a dream about someone’s sock expertise and their favorite dark grey socks. I had a dream about making amends where there is a huge rift. I dreamed about teaching; I had this dream several times with a few variations and cameo appearances. I’ve “visited” with a lot of friends in these dreams and had really long talks. Maybe most unusual of all is that I had no nightmares; I typically have wake-up-in-a-panic nightmares often, but none these last couple weeks.