I tend to ramble, so bear with me if anyone should choose to read this. I do have my own sort of dream journal on my own board, but opinions are welcome.
Mine are always basically the same thing...love and affection and all that. It's predominately one gorgeous hunk of a man, but a few others tend to pop up in his place. Such was the situation last night. I don't remember as much as I did a few hours ago, but it's been quite a few hours since I got out of bed this morning. There are some dreams that happened many months ago that I still remember in detail, but others slip away in hours. I don't write or type them all down, just the ones I want to remember. It's rare for me not to remember at least one when I wake up in the morning. Every now and then I'll remember 2, but I'm happy with 1. They are usually influenced by a movie or tv show I had seen recently and these past 2 nights have been no exception. I just want to say that I know it's not real, but the only thing to make my dreams better is to have control. I've said it thousands of times how much I wished I could actually do it, but never have I done any research on how until recently. My first real try was last night, but had no success. I didn't expect to be able to the first try, but it was worth a shot.
The night before last it was basically the same situation as in the movie John Tucker Must Die. My reasons weren't for revenge, but for pure lust. In my dream the character of John Tucker was not the one from the movie, but the man I dream about at least 80% of the time and the guy that plays his brother on tv. Then "extras" are usually other characters from the same show or people I went to school with all those years ago. It may be because my 10yr HS reunion is this year, but about half the time, I'm back in HS in my dreams. Another 40% is just being around people and talking. As much as I want it to be, it's only been about sex once. LOL
Last night was kinda different though. I've seen Tokyo Drift one too many times, so the guy that played Han was the man in my dream last night. It wasn't the first time and probably won't be the last, but it's been awhile. We were on the run from a murderer and I was extremely pregnant and in pain, so we went to the hospital where I miscarried. It's not the first time I was chased by a murderer or a psycho, but I don't classify those as nightmares. Having a miscarriage is though. That is one thing I'm afraid of if I ever get pregnant. I've been told my several doctors over the past 11yrs that my chances of conceiving are slim to none. I'll be happy if I can do it once, so that part of my dream makes complete sense.
Usually it's just my significant other and I sitting around with a bunch of friends talking and being affectionate. But it's always either the one from the night before last or his rival on the show. They are both gorgeous in their own ways and I'd give anything to have either one in real life, but I'll settle for my dreams. It's just all those mornings I wake up and look on the other side of the bed in disgust that make me want to sleep forever.
One of these days I hope to recount all the details of my first lucid dream. Until then, I'll keep trying different techniques.
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