First, I would like to apologize for not having part of my short story up. This week got away with me with all the excitement of a new job and I never got around to writing it. To make up for it I will try my best to have two parts next week. Hopefully I can pull it off. Of course, if I just crack down on myself it will totally be possible.
On to my topic today. Dreams. Not the dreams we strive for, like becoming a published author, or owning my own bakery. I’m talking about the wonderfully vivid dreams we have when we close our eyes at night…or during to day for naps. The dreams that we have no control over unless you have gone through some kind of training to control them. The dreams that tease us with the things we want and make it feel so real that you sometimes can’t tell if it was a dream or not.
I have a lot of vivid dreams. They are full of monsters, distress, romance, and just plain nonsense.
Last night I had a dream that I was some kind of monster that hid as a human. When I got angry or scared I would transform into this monster like thing with long nails, reptile skin, and could climb up walls. I was a part of some kind of organization that helped others like me. Not an X-Man kind of thing, we were all monsters hidden as humans. I was learning to control my change and found that there were way more people like me than I thought.
I some how ended up back at headquarters with new knives for throwing. I shared with you all once that I one of my hobbies is throwing knives, so this part at least made sense.
Headquarters ended up being home and I met up with my boyfriend who had no idea that I was some kind of monster. Then there was a baby that belonged to someone, that I ended up taking care of.
It was just a mess of scenes that didn’t connect, but when I woke up I was just annoyed and angry. I’m not even sure what part I was angry about. The part where I was actually someone important or different, or the part where I had a cute boyfriend.
I know, I complain a lot about the whole single situation. It’s not as bad as I make it out to be, I just feel like I am missing out on something.
Back to dreams.
All of my dreams seem to be this mess of chaos. Everything happens within seconds and I try so hard to hang on to the dreams. Which might actually be the reason I wake up in a bad mood. I am trying to hold on to something, just to watch it slip through my fingers.
Do you think dreams mean anything? My most vivid dreams I always look up meanings of the things that stand out the most in my dreams. Though, I can never find a sure answer because my dreams are so strange.
On the bright side, my dreams do make for some interesting stories. Sometimes I will wake up still filling in the details of the dream that wasn’t there. Things that I think should have happened or made sense with the non-sense dream I just had.
Do you have vivid dreams? Do you write them down or try to remember them? Do they frustrate you? Do you sometimes forget what happened in real life and what happened in your dream? I would love to hear your opinions on dreams.