.my world of sleep.
i had an awful dream last night. i woke up almost in tears.
i can't really remember much of it at the moment. at some point i was getting ready for a party of some sort and dan was supposed to call me or something, but he hadn't. i ended up calling him. i remember distinctly using my cell phone to do so. when he got on the phone, though, it turned into some weird thing where it was my exboyfriend that i was talking to instead. i knew it was him because of the nature of the call. he was being really dumb about things, making excuses for why he didn't call and lying about things. i'm not sure what it was that he was supposed to do, but whatever it was, he didn't, and i was sooo upset. i was crying on the phone with him, begging him to stop being so mean and unthoughtful. i wish i could remember the exact thing we were referring to in the dream, but it has escaped me. when i woke up i was so sad and i wasn't exactly sure why. i didn't want to go back to sleep and have my dreams haunt me some more. (perhaps this relates to the TWO times this previous week of way too much coincidentalness, which i don't feel like sharing).
and while i'm on the subject of dreams, i might as well talk about the one from the other day...
the other night i had another awful dream, but more scary than sad. i'm lying on a bed as if having just woken up. it's slightly larger than a queen size. i'm staring in front of me towards some sliding glass door entrance to the room i am in. outside it's dark and i can't see much, but i have an awful feeling of dread. i know something evil and scary is outside, and i have a feeling that it has something to do with the bed i've woken up in. i stand up and look outside, scared, but with nowhere else to go. the room seems to have no other door. suddenly these weird orb things begin coming through the glass doors. (this part has a donnie darko feel about it). the orb things are evil and i am way freaked out. i try closing my eyes and i have an in dream flashback to a time where this seems all too familiar (after waking up and thinking about it, i think i actually did have a dream similar to this a long time ago). anyway, the flashback is me, in a different, but similar room, in a different, but similar bed, again facing a door. it is at this point when i think i've figured out why it is that everything is so evil. i employ some sort of feng shui reasoning and conclude that my bed is definitely NOT supposed to face directly toward a door (i am clueless about the whole feng shui thing, so i assume i made this up in my dream). so i realize now why all this evil orb stuff is happening, why i have such dreadful feelings for what is on the other side of the door. i wake up at that point in my own bed at my own apartment (first time i'd spent the night there in a long time) and of course, my bed is facing my bedroom door. it's really early in the morning, perhaps 6ish, and i'm still not fully awake. i see the door ahead and get even more freaked out, because while i know i am awake now, the dream seemed so real, and i thought, damn why does my bed have to face that way! i hid under the covers till i awoke later for good.
i can't really remember much of it at the moment. at some point i was getting ready for a party of some sort and dan was supposed to call me or something, but he hadn't. i ended up calling him. i remember distinctly using my cell phone to do so. when he got on the phone, though, it turned into some weird thing where it was my exboyfriend that i was talking to instead. i knew it was him because of the nature of the call. he was being really dumb about things, making excuses for why he didn't call and lying about things. i'm not sure what it was that he was supposed to do, but whatever it was, he didn't, and i was sooo upset. i was crying on the phone with him, begging him to stop being so mean and unthoughtful. i wish i could remember the exact thing we were referring to in the dream, but it has escaped me. when i woke up i was so sad and i wasn't exactly sure why. i didn't want to go back to sleep and have my dreams haunt me some more. (perhaps this relates to the TWO times this previous week of way too much coincidentalness, which i don't feel like sharing).
and while i'm on the subject of dreams, i might as well talk about the one from the other day...
the other night i had another awful dream, but more scary than sad. i'm lying on a bed as if having just woken up. it's slightly larger than a queen size. i'm staring in front of me towards some sliding glass door entrance to the room i am in. outside it's dark and i can't see much, but i have an awful feeling of dread. i know something evil and scary is outside, and i have a feeling that it has something to do with the bed i've woken up in. i stand up and look outside, scared, but with nowhere else to go. the room seems to have no other door. suddenly these weird orb things begin coming through the glass doors. (this part has a donnie darko feel about it). the orb things are evil and i am way freaked out. i try closing my eyes and i have an in dream flashback to a time where this seems all too familiar (after waking up and thinking about it, i think i actually did have a dream similar to this a long time ago). anyway, the flashback is me, in a different, but similar room, in a different, but similar bed, again facing a door. it is at this point when i think i've figured out why it is that everything is so evil. i employ some sort of feng shui reasoning and conclude that my bed is definitely NOT supposed to face directly toward a door (i am clueless about the whole feng shui thing, so i assume i made this up in my dream). so i realize now why all this evil orb stuff is happening, why i have such dreadful feelings for what is on the other side of the door. i wake up at that point in my own bed at my own apartment (first time i'd spent the night there in a long time) and of course, my bed is facing my bedroom door. it's really early in the morning, perhaps 6ish, and i'm still not fully awake. i see the door ahead and get even more freaked out, because while i know i am awake now, the dream seemed so real, and i thought, damn why does my bed have to face that way! i hid under the covers till i awoke later for good.