Nightmare

[vaneramos]

Dave had asked me to accompany him to a foreign country (Venezuela?) where he must serve a sentence for some misdemeanour (shoplifting?). Upon arrival at the airport I learned he was to be executed (by electrocution?). I panicked, said I didn't have a head for such things and couldn't possibly witness the event, then fainted. When I came around, Dave told me how much it would mean to him to have me there, so I agreed. I was appalled that Rick (his partner) had made an excuse for not going, and that Dave was leaving his teenage son, but I didn't say anything. I did ask whether he had appealed such a ridiculously harsh sentence, but he had exhausted all the avenues. He was calm and resigned about it. Rick had at least come to the airport. They said their goodbyes, then I lost track of them in a labyrinthine public washroom. I became unaccountably anxious that we would miss the flight.

November's cat:

Comments

[quirkstreet.livejournal.com]

Goodness, that's bizarre and kind of yucky. How about I give you a powerhug and a wish that the dream was the low point of the upcoming week, with everything to follow being fabulous and fun-filled.

[leafshimmer.livejournal.com]

That kitty is just plain adorable! I'm sure there's quite a tale behind his finding a perch on top of that automobile roof.

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

It was a great relief on waking—and really it is enough—to know that none of my friends are planning on getting electrocuted. But hugs will make the week better regardless, and I'll accept virtual ones for now. ;-)

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

I suppose the car had been recently driven and was warmer than the surrounding pavement. Kitty certainly was not eager to let a stranger scare him off.

[that-dang-otter.livejournal.com]

Are you channelling supertanshemale? This dream sounds strangely familiar. (http://supertanshemale.livejournal.com/406498.html)

[missprune.livejournal.com]

when I started doing Qigong (three weeks ago) I began having horrific nightmares, unusual for me lately. So I have to consider the possibility that nightmares like this are part of a healing process. Something to be pleased about, and to welcome. Although they sure are a harsh way to start the day, no?

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

I don't read supertan, so that is entirely a coincidence.

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

That's an interesting observation. I have noticed that I had the most beautiful, interesting and elaborate dreams during periods of life when I was seriously depressed. When I'm well, my dreams are more often boring.

It's hard to say about nightmares though. For me they are frequently manifestations of anxiety. In fact I sometimes have had panic attacks in my sleep, and a nightmare is my mind's way of interpreting what's happening to my body.

This dream actually relates to anxiety over some unreasonable expectations I've encountered recently.

Maybe it has something to do with what you eat

[weebax.livejournal.com]

I been having some weriod dreams myself. I know last night I dreamt I was being stocked and murdered by some maniac with an axe. I was like holy fuck man, what the hell did I eat last night!!

Re: Maybe it has something to do with what you eat

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

Hehe. Actually I know what this dream was about: not food, but a minor stress I encountered recently. The dream is a lot more interesting than the issue that was on my mind.

Re: Maybe it has something to do with what you eat

[weebax.livejournal.com]

I think it's a baseline fear of mines: Sometimes I hate being alone at night. Maybe I long for a big, husky man to be lying beside me. Protecting me. :}

Or maybe it was a fear of betrayal. After all in thee dream I was a teen dectective partner with teenage girl. We were investigating murders around New Toronto area and questioning the residents. We had our ideas of the usual suspects. I was given subtile hints by the forest animals but I wouldn't listen. Yes the animals spoke to me in my dream. The reason being the person they were warning me about was presumed to be mentally handicapp.

In the end this person merely used that as a rouse to go on a murdering spree that in the end got myself and my partner killed. Sort along the lines of the movie :The Usual Suspects. Only after I was chopped to pieces the animals came to tell me about my own folly.

Re: Maybe it has something to do with what you eat

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

Yow, that is one bizarre dream! I know what you mean about sleeping alone, though. I never sleep as soundly when I'm by myself.