... about hairdressers and chocolate.
I'm thrilled to discover I'm as superficial unconscious as I am awake.
What did we dream about last night?
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@ 2008-06-13 – 08:17:52
... about hairdressers and chocolate.
I'm thrilled to discover I'm as superficial unconscious as I am awake.
What did we dream about last night?
dearie me, poor you. i hate disturbing dreams, they are so unsettling.
They tend to be the ones that always stay with you too...
Probably the M1 and M180!! It happens when I've been driving and arrive home late at night.
do you get that thing where you're driving down a motorway you know really well and you haven't been asleep or anything, but suddenly you seem to come to from a daydream and you have no idea where you are?
Occasionally.
I'm more inclined to go into automatic and head off into the wrong direction when I've got a choice... like the time I was at a place where I more frequently stayed with teenagers and early 20s at a Youth Camp and instead of heading for home with my motley crew of a household, I forgot who was in the vehicle and headed straight to the pub, as if I had a minibus full of teenagers.
Unaccountably, they didn't like the detour and demanded I took them home. Can't think why.
My dreams tend to evapourate when I wake up, it's very rare that I can remember them, which can be a good thing!
That sounds healthy.
How are you getting on with your superior attitude this morning?
I was a giant hen that laid cannonballs instead of eggs and I couldn't sit on them because they kept rolling away, no matter how hard I tried. But when they rolled away, they grew and grew in size until they were crushing houses and they got bigger and bigger and crushed cities and rolled into the sea, where they made tidal waves. The waves went right round the world and knocked me off my nest, and I surfed them to safety on top of a mountain. The mountain turned into a volcano like in that James Bond film and I was blasted into space on a rocket, where I landed on a distant planet and started laying proper eggs again, and they all hatched out into beautiful chicks.
Then I woke up, feeling very happy.
I wonder if it means anything?
Tom.
Freud would have loved you.
I dreamed I was nice and considerate and had lots of friends who I had never pissed off or tried to shag or drunk out of house and home.
God it was horrible..........
BOL - oh you pirates!
I dreamt I was tired.
Some dreams do come true...
never the lottery win ones though... life just isn't fair, is it?
I dreamt about sex. Lots and lots of it.
I hardly ever get those sorts of dreams - life really is very unfair.
Not as unfair as the fact that I never get the subjecot of those dreams. Buh-leeve me, if it had been as long as this, you'd be dreaming it too. ![]()
Like you I often have very very trivial dreams - makes me smile though. Isn't it odd when you dream about someone you haven't seen or thought about for years?
That's wierd and quite disturbing sometimes, though i suppose your brain is just trawling random memory drawers looking for material
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