I’ve been having all kinds of nightmares lately involving my horrible death, usually by stabbing or being hit by a car. I understand that this is probably just my unconscious’s way of dealing with all of my baby-related anxiety, but I wish it would find a different way to cope. I need my [...]
I gave birth in my dream last night. We ended up in a hospital up near the zoo in Washington Park, and I can’t actually remember anything about the birth. I mean, I remember it happening, in my dream, and it took about two days, but afterwards, while I was still in the [...]
Dreams I have had recently:
-We really are having twins, but one of them keeps hiding whenever we get an ultrasound. My doctor knows this, and she told Ryan, but neither of them will tell me the truth.
-My family and I were swimming under the Marquam Bridge, waiting for the dragonboat races to start. [...]
I woke up this morning before my alarm went off sweating and with horrible leg cramps and largely terrified by a very vivid nightmare about an extremely bloody serial killer. Not the best way to start the day. But when I got to the coffeeshop (yes, I haven’t given up coffee yet, but [...]
In my dream last night, Erika Moen had posted her heart shaped tentacles on Etsy, and I went to buy one but they were all sold out. She was exhibiting at a comic convention just down the street, so I went over to her booth to see if they were really all gone. [...]
I dreamed last night about the Doctor (the one from Gallifrey, not the one who likes to poke me with cold metal things). The Doctor was missing, but he’d left clues everywhere, like prehistoric rock carvings that if you pressed in a certain way would open up the rock to reveal a very fuzzy [...]
In my dream last night, I was on a scavenger hunt in my old high school building. It was very dark inside, I think most of the lights were turned off and the windows blocked off, but it didn’t feel creepy, it was a friendly kind of darkness. Instead of having a list [...]
In my dream last night, I was either watching a movie, or trying to film a movie, I’m not quite sure which, but it was a super-spy thriller with Jeff Goldblum playing Elvis, King of the Rock’n’Roll space aliens. I think Buckaroo Banzai might have been in it as well.
I can remember having very vivid, intricate dreams the past few nights, but when I wake up all the details are gone. All I have left is a vague impression of depth, and warmth, and a velvety texture.
In my dream last night, I was reorganizing my file cabinet, and there were all sorts of strange things in there, like a file folder full of snails. (The folder was flat, but when I opened it up it was like a pop-up book, full of little strawberry crates that the snails were living [...]