I had a horrible nightmare last night. I dreamt that it was my birthday and I was celebrating at my house back in Washington. I had invited all of my friends and only one person showed up and she brought her husband with her. After the party, they talked crap about me. (Yes, that is nightmarish to me.) Anyways, my girlfriend had made me a chocolate chip pizza (yeah, when I dream, I dream decadently). For some reason, I couldn't talk properly in my dream. My words came out all garbled and my tone of voice sounded almost deep and robotic. It started raining outside-bucketloads. I tried to make a witty comment to my party guests about how they'd have to drive in the rain, but they just stared at my blankly. I tried to repeat myself, but again I spoke with a garbled voice. Later, when they left, it was like I could hear them talking amongst themselves. The husband asked if I was retarded, and both of them were of the opinion that I was a loser. And then my dream ended.
Let's analyze, shall we? I believe that dreams are there to tell you something. I dreamt of Washington because I miss home. Okay, that's simple enough. When I woke up, it was raining really hard outside, so that must have snuck into my dream. It's nowhere near my birthday, so I'm not sure where that came from. None of my friends showed up to the party and I think it's because I don't have very many friends in real life. They're all back in Washington! Or online. The one girl who came to my party is someone I kind of idolize and look up to in real life. That would explain my slip-ups and general awkwardness of myself during the dream. As for my guests talking smack about me? Hmm, I don't know...I did have a best friend that pretty much backstabbed me, and maybe I have this fear that my friends aren't really my friends. Who knows?
Well, I just wanted to write down my dream before I forgot it. They're so ephemeral and fleeting. And one recurring dream of mine is going to be the inspiration for a painting that I want to do. I may have been a little overzealous in that goal of mine (part of 101 in 1001), because I have never painted anything before. Hopefully, with a little art instruction, I can complete that goal. Luckily, I've got a couple of years.
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Hi Rohanie (I hope I have spelt your name correctly!)
Thank you for your lovely comment.
I can see that you are doing a biology major.
I loved biology too, but I currently specialise in cosmetic chemistry.
If I could, I would still like to do biology.
Dreams are so beautiful, regardless them to be nightmares.
I really do believe in them, and recently, I learnt that they can really make you learn more about yourself and what you are capable of.
Hope you have a beautiful new year.
Good luck!
Lots of love,
Emyli.
@LOEWEmyli@xanga - Hi Emyli (what a pretty name)! Yup, you spelled my name right. Oh wow, cosmetic chemistry sounds really neat! I hope you have a great New Year too!
Im sure you can accomplish all of your goals - some are just a bit more difficult!
That dream would be nightmarish to me too. I must have a lot of the same fears as you!
@der_lila_Stern@xanga - I think everyone has that same fear of being alone. Today, I had some more weird, wacky dreams. I think it's so odd that I can actually remember them.
@RoAngie467 - I think Im glad that I dont remember any of my dreams! I dont envy that at all!