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Inspired by Grahame - dreaming about his CMC ....

I don't think anyone can possibly have dreams like mine.

I've had dreams about my dreams - sometimes I get trailers for dreams "Coming soon" sort of thing - I also get the cast and credits scrolling up at the end - oh and adverts too.

Hee hee - but the 'dreams about dreams' bit is true.

Most my dreams rotate around a few main themes - in no particular order.

The shop

Our fish pond

The field behind our bungalow

Travel - mainly complex road systems in places with amazing detail that relate to nowhere I have ever been - it is so weird - I could never just close my eyes and imagine such places - or faces.

I wake up so many times wondering if I really have done.

Best time for dreaming - apparently - is JUST when you nod off - so, what you do is lie on your back with your forearm in the air, resting on your elbow, if you can picture that. Idea is that when you nod off your arm falls and you wake up - and remember your dream. By the morning you'd have probaby forgotten it.

But I find my most vivid dreams happen in the morning - I wake up too early - not much too early - look at the clock, it's going to go off in 20 mins - ah well, just lay here 'til it does, or maybe get up early and make breakf ..... ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

THAT'S when I get my best dreams - but when I look at the clock again it's just 5 mins later than last time and that dream was like feature length - what's all that about?

Is life just a dream and the real stuff happens when we are 'asleep'?

Anyone ever had a lucid dream?

I used to have a recurring dream about being a chimney sweep's boy, stuck up a chimney... or was that one of my previous lives?

I dreamt once I was chewing a giant winegum.


Never did find that hot water bottle......


I often dream of finding rooms in my house that I have never been in before and never realised were there.

I used to have a terrifying, recurring dream that I was late for a chemistry final exam. When I finally got there I was totally unprepared, stark naked, and forgot my number two pencil.

I was too embarrassed to ask my lab partner for one for fear that she would notice my lack of clothing, so I just sat there in this gigantic auditorium and failed the course.

I once dreamed that I was the only passenger on an open top double decker bus going along Blackpool sea front, and I nailed a green felt hat to my head.

Bizarre.

I did have flu at the time.

....number two pencil...

No wonder you have bad dreams.

When I was a wee strip of a young wan, my Mam, Dad, and myself used to take the 'boat train' from London to Swansea, and then undergo the horrendously long ferry crossing to Cork: 12 hours on the water! (I was the queen of 'are we there yet.... are we there yet.' Must've driven my poor parents nuts! ) To keep me amused on the train journey, my parents used to buy me puzzle books and comics. Until my early thirties, I used to have recurrent nightmares that one of my parents would go to the shop to get my comics, and the train would pull out before they got back! I'd invariably end up howling out the window at the left-behind parent (most frequently my Dad). Distressing? You have no idea!

In later years, common 'dream themes' have been one-way traffic systems and car parks (for reasons unfathomable to myself ). Also, I occasionally dream about department stores or shopping arcades. (Shopping is anathema to me, but my mother's vocation in life was to spend as much time as possible in or near shops. Note: as far as my mother was concerned, 'shopping <> buying.' Accompanying her on a retail trip was a personal hell for me.)

My favourite dreams are the ones where I can fly* (a breathtakingly magical feeling! ), or where I spend time with my loved ones that have passed on (warm and comforting ). They are rare but wonderful dreams, and I'm always gutted when I wake up...

Worst sleeping/waking moments: when one wakes up a short time after something dreadful has happened in one's life, and for those first few waking moments one doesn't remember the awful event, and the world seems an OK place to be. Then reality kicks in... I hate that feeling...

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* Prospero really hit the spot with his Abba selection on the Forum Video Jukebox: I absolutely love that song because it echoes my dream-feelings!

Worst sleeping/waking moments: when one wakes up a short time after something dreadful has happened in one's life, and for those first few waking moments one doesn't remember the awful event, and the world seems an OK place to be. Then reality kicks in... I hate that feeling...

thats my life

Its a Celt thing, isn't it

Hands across the water!

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PS: In some ways I absolutely dread something good happening to me...

I'm dreaming of a White Easter.

One of the worst dreams is when you know you have locked up the previous evening, only to arrive in the morning to see the shop door open, nothing taken and the inability to lock up again, due to the lockpin not meeting the doorframe plate properly.

This dream has not happened in years now; must be in times of stress and as you meld into a more secure way of life it doesn't occur.

Many the time I have seen shopkeepers check their doors over again. Must be OCD. Do it myself just to make sure.

Foxy

Hiya Foxy!

foxyframer wrote:Many the time I have seen shopkeepers check their doors over again. Must be OCD.

I seem to have the opposite problem: I've locked myself out a couple of times... Since then, despite knowing in my heart and soul that my keys are in my bag or my pocket, I am compelled to actually see them in my greasy little mit before I close the door over.

Yea, done that too! Dropped the car keys into the back of the car while loading up; no mobile to ring home; in the car; can't get back into the shop - nightmare, or was it a dream?

Just can't be let out without a minder.

Remote car key now, but with one of the locks on the shop being pull - slam - bugger, there is every chance !

Foxy