bemistaken

Date: July 6, 2013
Bedtime routine: MILD & WBTB (WILD attempt, but kept falling asleep)
Total sleep time: 6-7 hours

Dream

I was this person's every meaning for existence. He held me close in his arms as if my life depended on his touch, he cradled my head and looked deeply into my eyes as he rocked me to sleep in his arms like a baby. My skin felt every bit of his exhalation on my face as he leaned in close to me to make sure I was resting. My eyes were close as I listened to his heartbeat as my head pressed against his strong, broad chest. Even though my eyes were closed, I still could feel his stare upon my body as he refused to take his eyes off of me. I squinted my eyes as my thoughts were confirmed as I could see him follow my breathing pattern with his gaze. He would watch my breast rise up and down with each breath, slowly moving my long straight hair off of my chest with his hand...his hands shaking slightly but ever so gently. He treated my body like I was fragile as glass as he carefully shifted positions to make sure I was comfortable. Being as quiet as a whisper, he cautiously rubbed my arms (still rocking me) and told me how special I was. Oh, how loved I felt by him! Never wanting that feeling to end, I cried for what seemed a lifetime, for I somehow knew that it had to end because he was not mine to love...he was someone else's husband.

Note: I woke up totally confused after this dream...but, I never felt so loved and cared for in my real waking life. No doubt.

Date: May 6, 2013
Sleep Time: 6 hours
Lucid Dream Technique: MILD & WBTB

Dreamed I was taking care of what I believe was a flea. I cared a great deal for this flea. There was an emotional attachment so strong, I felt like this flea was a part of me. My love and commitment for this flea was tremendous! I cared for this flea like a mother loves and adores her child. I provided comfort, security, and attention everyday to the flea. Even though I could barely 'see' this flea with my naked human eye, I knew this flea existed and I knew this flea was a 'life.' Then, one day, I anxiously came home and went looking for the flea and to my astonishment, my flea was nowhere to be found. I mourned for what seemed a lifetime, for my love was gone and no more...I cried forever.

Note to self: What the hell ???