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Friday, September 20, 2013

Dream a little dream of me....

Last night I had a dream about my friend's boyfriend's brother. Now, I come from a small town where everybody knows everybody and their cousin's friend's brother's almost-wife's cat's birthday. If you've ever lived in a town like this, you know that there are always those super cool kids that everybody admires. Well, this dude was one of them. Later on he became a firefighter and obviously that didn't help, he was cooler than ever. Of course then he married and had a couple of kids, and his coolness dropped like a cow's tail (a Finnish folk-saying, "putosi kun lehmàn hàntà").
just woken up.....

Nevertheless, I had a dream about him last night. We were organizing some sort of a festival, and he was very muscular. And he wanted to make out with me in a closet. I obviously said yes, because finally I got to realize my childhood dream. The end. (This blog is PG 13).

We all know that dreams have nothing to do with reality. If you dream about killing your neighbor, it doesn't mean that you really want to do it, but that "you have unresolved issues with unfamiliar things that surround you". So, I'm not too worried about my dream with my friend's boyfriend's brother. I take it as a sign that I'm about to realize some dream I had a long time ago but never came true.

I have the weirdest dreams. And not only that, but usually they haunt me also during the day.

ok, it's not funny anymore...
A few years ago I had a re-occurring dream that I had forgotten something and that it was very important. Only I could never remember what it was. So in the middle of the night, still kind of half sleeping but half awake, I'd  get up and I write myself a note on my cell phone, and I'd even set an alarm for it. I obviously wouldn't remember anything about this in the morning. Usually around 10am the next day at work the alarm would go off. I looked at the cell phone and the note would say something like "Erika, remember to prepare the papers or there will be trouble". Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat??!! For the first time it happened I was a little worried and tried to remember what these papers were and why I would be in trouble. Once I figured out what was going on, these little notes became a little pre-noon delight to brighten up my dull day at the office.

Another dream that caused me great anxiety for months was when I dreamed about having forgotten to pay some tax or something and they would kick me out of Italy. The weird thing was that this re-occurring dream had guest stars featuring my various friends and people I know. The function of this guest star was to inform me of this sad turn of events saying "tough break, we're really sorry, but we're kicking you out from Italy for good". I told a friend of mine who was featured in my dream more than once that I'm starting to feel resentment towards her also in the real life because of it. She's a real sweetheart and so she apologized like ten times for her nightly crimes against me.

what's that, you want me to kill you?
Talking about resentment.... if I'm dating someone, I usually have these dreams where he's doing something he shouldn't (a.k.a. cheating, lying etc). More than once I've woken up next to my boyfriend at the time wanting to strangle him for something he had done to me in a dream. Once my bad mood was so obvious that I had to explain to him what I had dreamed the night before. He took no responsibility for what he had done in "dreamworld". I later on found out that apparently he didn't take responsibility for those things in real life either.

I also used to dream that someone was filming me while I slept. Apart from the anxiety it caused, it also made me very tired because I was up all night checking if there were cameras behind the picture frames or the lamp hanging from the ceiling. It was also a never-ending-dream. Usually if you wake up thoroughly during the night then your last dream ends and you begin a new one once you fell asleep again. But this one, it just kept on going and going.....

I can imagine that sleeping in the same bed with me isn't exactly a treat considering all my nightly activities.

Oh. Wait.
I think I just realized why I'm single.

(All photo's by my friendlyfriend Macs Da Rodda.
Copyrights are his so don't steal my superpretty photos. thanks)


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