Sunflower Seeds

I can't help it. I bought some sunflower seeds earlier, and I can't help but think about how the melatonin in them is supposed to induce vivid dreams.

So. Just for the record, in case I have intense dreams to report tomorrow, I ate sunflower seeds today.

Too Many Like This

I dream differently than before. I dream about John leaving me, John cheating on me, John being mean to me. It hurts. I don't even want to sleep anymore. Very seldom do I dream the nightmares I wished away before but would like to have back because they would hurt less than the dreams I have now.

Green Scorpion

Thursday, early morning, I watched the newest episode of Off the Map, having DVRd it the night before.



When I went to sleep, I dreamt I was there, on that island, and the head doctor lady was trying to cure a tooth ache by stinging me with a giant green scorpion. I was running from her, and he finally grabbed my arm and tried to get the scorpion to sting me, but I woke up screaming.



I fell back asleep within minutes and the dream continued. I went into a house to escape her and I'm walking back and forth between rooms and in one hallway there are bugs covering the whole wall, and I walk into the room by it and all four walls are covered in bugs.



The bugs came together to spell a 4 letter acronym but I cannot recall it now.

May 8, 2010

I had a great dream. Seriously. It wasn't weird or a nightmare.

I dreamt that I was talking to John's father (in person), and John came in to the house (I guess we were at his father's house), and I ran to John and he picked me up and hugged me and kissed me and I wrapped my legs around him to keep him close to me and it was beautiful and I woke up crying, but for the first time in my life that I have woken up crying, it was not because I had had a brutal nightmare or a dream that broke my heart all over again, it was because it was the dream was so beautiful it made waking up an amazing experience.

April 20, 2010

Yes, I put APril 20, because I didn't go to sleep until this morning.

It was beach. Carol and I were sitting on a grassy knoll by the beach, the waves were coming in, it was sunset and the sky was a blazing shade of purple to one side and a screaming pink fading in to it. Carol and I were talking and laughing and there was a hotel behind us with people looking at us through the windows.

Overall, state of confusion upon awakening, but the dream seemed innocent enough. I don't understand why the confusion feeling also seems ominous...maybe I am still sleeping.

House on Fire

This one was a weird one. Well, I suppose no weirder than normal, but the feeling that the dream left me with was strange.



There was a house, a huge house. Almost a mansion type house. Downstairs, there was a room that had an open wall, like an inside/outside garden. The kitchen was behind that, and outside the house, there was a long driveway that led to it, and another road that led out to who knows where. It was a beautiful house.

It was a beautiful scene.

But the house held every heartache and heartbreak I have ever known.

So I burned it down. I poured gasoline all along the floors and John and I stood outside and watched it burn.

Crazy Sleepers

I dreamt that Waylon was coming out here, but his family came out first. They were sleeping in the living room when he came in. I walked out and we got into an argument because I told him we were not getting back together.

I went to lay down in bed, and I got up to go get a glass of water. I walked out and his family, sleeping in the living room....they were all contorted, in strange positions. I thought they were dead, and I was afraid to move and was cowering on the floor afraid to move, but then someone's arm moved.

He got mad at me, screaming that I thought he was a bad man. He explained that they were "crazy sleepers."

The next morning, we had coffee, and watched a lot of Cosby episodes. That night, they were back in that same terrifying, horrifying contorted way.