Do your dreams scare you? enthrall you? inspire you? or just plain baffle you? As a kid I used to have a recurring dream about being chased down my hill by a bad guy. I was never scared because in the dream I used to be able to fly away. Whenever I am getting sick or run down I seem to have really odd dreams and, while I’m not sick I did have very bizarre dreams last night. One of them was a bit disturbing.
I was swimming with a friend at the beach and found a body in the water which as a former lifeguard was quite upsetting. The other dream was just plain weird. I was still away with my family and my father was asleep in two different rooms at the same time.
I’ve never dreamt that I’m stranded in public naked, and frankly that wouldn’t bother me. I’ve never dreamt that I’m a superhero, being cloned or invisible, some of those could be fun.
I have always had weird dreams and sometimes prophetic ones. But now I am on Effexor to normalize my brain chemistry post op, and it has the most amazing effect on my dreams. They are so much more detailed and intense. It is like I would imagine being on LSD would be. Anyway, I am enjoying it terribly!
My dreams are often crazy, but with a point. Sometimes I feel like they offer an insight to my subconscious, but it usually involves some very loose interpretation. I had a dream where I saw my parked car just give up and split in two. I was relieved to wake up and realize it was all a dream. But, I ended up getting a long-overdue oil change that week. I wonder if it was just my subconscious being worried about the car.
And Brenton, with all your Burning Man imagery, you seriously come to Burning Man. You’re welcome in our camp if you get your ass over here.