Thursday, February 12, 2009

I've been having horrible, horrible dreams lately. Most of them, I just keep to myself because they usually involve other people and if someone were dreaming about me the way I've been dreaming about everyone else, I would hope they wouldn't tell me. But aside from the usual nightmares involving everyone else, I've been having dreams about myself lately.


In one of them I was sitting in a chair while an "older me" was yelling at me. I'm tempted to say she was angry, but that would be quite the understatement.
At least she was pretty though?
:D

The second one I had involving the "older me" was at Disneyland. She was chasing me all over the park, but I kept evading her somehow. And I was having fun during the entire thing until I would catch sight of her; my stomach would drop and I would turn and run.

Those two aren't that bad though. I just think it's funny that an "older me" is harassing me via dreams. This next dream though, wow. I had it while taking a nap yesterday and it is just etched in my mind. 

All around me was white. There was nothing concrete around me, just white white white. I was sitting with my legs bent under me and I was wearing this shirt that was way to big for me. It hung off of me and my back and side were completely visible. As the dream went on, what I really looked like came into focus. My legs were almost completely bone and insides; no skin. I was hunched over, crying, and with every move I made from crying my skin would rip open to expose more bone and muscle. I could hear it. I could feel it. There was blood everywhere. Finally, I saw my face in this dream. From my left ear, across my cheek, under my nose, around my mouth, and to beneath my right ear I had no flesh. I was bleeding and of course, could see all the bone in my face. It was horrible. My eyes were bloodshot and my hair was a pathetic mess: frizzy, thinning, and dirty. 

I can't get that picture out of my head. 


Anyway, I'm done writing about dreams. 
Sleep tight, don't let the skeletons bite.

1 Comments, Questions, and Concerns:

Anonymous said...

Sounds like your dreams are cutting down the the bones of an issue. Sometimes its hard to look into something, especially ourselves. The horror you feel about what you see, maybe you trying to deflect yourself from seeing inside.