Thought - 14 Dec 2006
I had a nightmare this morning, I haven't had one this year. I used to dream scary, dark dreams frequently, but this year they'd receded away. I certainly hadn't had the "jolt awake feeling stressed out" kind of nightmare for yonks.
In the dream I was one of 4 friends - one of whom would unexpectedly change into a werewolf, with fangs, but furless (actually looked more like a vampire, except that instead of sucking blood he would tear you apart).
There was some sort of super-hero 'save the world' theme to the dream, which is not unusual for me.
Anyway, I was walking alone across what seems like an British college campus going to a 'safe house' when I met up with this friend. We have a pleasant conversation for a short while until suddenly he looks at me and starts telling me to get far away from him. And then his fangs come out. There's lots of people around, and I run from him towards the house. He accosts a young brunette woman, but she reveals her own fangs and snarls, "you fool! I'm the same as you!". So he turns back to running for me.
Meanwhile, I've reached the door and am putting the key in the lock (you know that feeling you get when you're really scared and you know it's really important to get the damn key in the lock so don't fucking miss?), turn the lock and run in, slamming it behind me just in time.
I walk into the house towards the kitchen in the back, but there's no-one around. I only see a full dinner being cooked with large pots brimming with stews and soups. Only there's no cook.
And then I wake up, every nerve jangling.
Maybe it was the maggi mee I ate last night before sleeping at 1.30am - only I dreamt this at about 8am, so I'm doubtful.
Sometimes crawling back to reality is very very hard. I don't want to over-think things but I'm wondering what my subconscious is trying to tell me.
In the dream I was one of 4 friends - one of whom would unexpectedly change into a werewolf, with fangs, but furless (actually looked more like a vampire, except that instead of sucking blood he would tear you apart).
There was some sort of super-hero 'save the world' theme to the dream, which is not unusual for me.
Anyway, I was walking alone across what seems like an British college campus going to a 'safe house' when I met up with this friend. We have a pleasant conversation for a short while until suddenly he looks at me and starts telling me to get far away from him. And then his fangs come out. There's lots of people around, and I run from him towards the house. He accosts a young brunette woman, but she reveals her own fangs and snarls, "you fool! I'm the same as you!". So he turns back to running for me.
Meanwhile, I've reached the door and am putting the key in the lock (you know that feeling you get when you're really scared and you know it's really important to get the damn key in the lock so don't fucking miss?), turn the lock and run in, slamming it behind me just in time.
I walk into the house towards the kitchen in the back, but there's no-one around. I only see a full dinner being cooked with large pots brimming with stews and soups. Only there's no cook.
And then I wake up, every nerve jangling.
Maybe it was the maggi mee I ate last night before sleeping at 1.30am - only I dreamt this at about 8am, so I'm doubtful.
Sometimes crawling back to reality is very very hard. I don't want to over-think things but I'm wondering what my subconscious is trying to tell me.
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