Anyone ever keep a dream diary? The idea is to train yourself to write down your dreams as soon as you wake up, and as it goes on you find that you remember more and more of your dreams until they become practically continuous with your conscious experience. I knew someone once who did it, and he said he kind of regretted that he never just had an ordinary night's sleep anymore.
Yeah i used to. Well, just an online bloggy type thingy. But ive always had vivid dreams that stuck in my memory Reading back the dairy a few years later was a revelation though. I knew things deep down i didnt know consciously, and should have taken more action after realising the symbolism of the dreams quite often. Then again some were just random fun
Last nigjht I dreamt that the whole of Baldock got taken ino hospital and were told that because of some test or other they had to stay up through the night and couldn't go to sleep. We were supposed to stay there but my mum popped out for some pringles and I ended up in St. Pancras station headed for brighton. odd
Last night I dreamt school started again tomorrow and I hadn't done my geography research because I'd left my folder at someone's house. And if I don't stop having these bloody 'someone' dreams I'll get mad, they say you dream in opposites.
i dreamed last night that my husband, the last family member i had (in my dream) besides my daughters, was dying. i've never been so sad in my life in a dream.
last night i dream t that i was at my High School reunion, and at every table everyone was blazed and kept smoking all night. still more... all night girls kept coming up to me to tell me how much of a crush they had on me back then... weird, i know... i have the most randomest dreams ever.
In my Dream...Every few Days I would Sneak Away from my House in USA and Catch a Flight back Home to my mum's House in the UK... I Caught the Flights so Frequently...No One Suspected I was in Another Country... My Brother was a Toddler in the Dream (He is really Going on 15) and I Had to Baby Sit him while mum Worked... As mum was Leaving for Work One Night...I was Getting Ready to Leave to the USA and Catch a Flight...But I Really missed Leaving my Dog Marnie behind (in Sig) So I Decided I would Buy my Own Yorkie Puppy...And take Her with me... I Had 300 Pounds (There is No Pound Symbol on this Keyboard) and I Found an Advertisement in Local Newspaper of a Yorkie Puppy for Sale for 200 Pounds... I went to the Address Given and turned up at the House of Wayne & Waynetta Slob!!! Ahahaha! I Payed the 200 Pounds and Waynetta Called Her Dog...Which was a 1 Year Old Blonde Yorkie Girl...I was Disapointed that she Looked Nothing Like Marnie...But Good ENough I Thought...I Had to Pay another 100 Pound on Top and Give Away the mobile Phone my mum Bought for me One Christmas... Arriving at the Airport with Yorkie...My Friend Karl Had came to see me Off and Suggested that maybe I could get CHeaper Flights...Since I am a Citizen of both the USA and UK... I Asked the Lady at Booking Desk...It was her First Day at the Job... She said I Could get Discount Daily Flights...And Asked first for my Address in the UK...Which I Gave...Then she Asked for my Address in the USA...Embarrisingly I Could Not remember it...And so I Could Not Qualify for the Discount...I Left feeling rather Embarassed...With my Friend Karl Laughing at me... The I Realized that the Yorkie I bought...Was Actually a Stuffed Bambi Toy... I Wondered How on Earth I Could Have mistaken this for a Real Dog!! Straight away...I Hurried back to Wayne and Waynetta's House...I Didn't know what to Do...So Decided to Climb through an Open back Window...Thinking I Could steal my money back... I stood in the middle of their Living Room...When Waynetta came up behind me and Asked what I was Doing... I Showed Her the Stuffed Bambi Toy...And Asked Her is that Really worth 300 Pounds? She Looked very Sheepish and said No... She then Offered me 200 Pounds back and my mobile Phone...But she had Already spent 100 Pounds and I would have to come back Again in a few Days Time to Collect the Rest... I Thanked Her and was off...Running out into the Rain and Hurrying back to the Airport...I knew I Would be in the USA and would not be able to get my 100 Pounds back...But I was just Happy to Have most of it Back...
I dreamt that I was a judge/the prosecutor in an informal trial where noone seemed to know what was going (probably hence I dunno wherver I was the judge or the proscutor). It was an odd dream and I ended up sending someone down for 20 years for stealing something. No I don't want to go into law.
Last Night I Dreamt: -3 Spirits when Combined could take the Form of their once mortal Self...Only they were Constantly Fighting and Shifting as each wanted their mortal self image... -A Water Cat...A Cat that Lived in an Aquarium... -My Husband Suggesting I try Playing on 'Pirates Online' instead of WoW... -My Grandparents Checking out my Room here in NC...Having a Balcony that Looked over the Ocean...They then asked if I was able to Do Drug smuggling for them since I succesfully Traveled Alone to the States...I Then gave a Long Speach about How Against Drugs I am...
I'm having horrible dreams this week, last night I dreamt about Sal We were kidnapped with a few others and made to sleep in deep holes in the ground after a struggle with the mean men. They showed me to my hole and I cried and shouted and begged them not to make me get in the hole, then I woke up.
We had a baby daughter, she had blonde curls that smelled like sweets and she kept giving us kisses. We didnt have a pram so i had to carry her everywhere and she got so heavy my back hurt a lot. It was a nice dream though