The last couple of nights my dreams have been incredibly vivid, and frankly I’m annoyed. Usually I sleep like a baby. Not my baby. But someone’s baby.
So the night before last, a group of us was being hunted. We found ourselves in an apartment waiting for the killers. I think I might have slipped out through a styrofoam wall. Naturally.
Is this a common dream? Being hunted?
And then last night I was having dinner with President Obama and he told me Elsie needed to stop with the German soother. I kept trying to explain why this wasn’t possible. But he was very insistent. In fact, he said I needed to stick to the deadline—apparently May 14. I said we might need to stretch it to May 15. And then I woke up.
What does all this mean? I wish dreams were actually about what they were about. Like soothers and styrofoam walls.
‘Cause probably they’re more about my fears or something. As if I have any fears.
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Last night I dreamed that I was going clubbing with Lindsey Lohan. And then she turned to me and said, “You know, there’s a whole, you know, like, protocol for clubbing,” and I said, “Oh, I get it, you don’t want to be seen with the *fat* chick,” and by the look on her face I could tell I was completely dead-on right, and so I said, “Have a nice life,” and then spent the rest of the dream feeling hurt and angry.
I think the soother is you worrying about elsie’s development and if it is time to give up the soother. You knowing that as it is a soother, it soothes those periods of irratibility. So is the soother for her or for you? Hence the strong leadership figure commanding you to cease and desist.
Now since Lucy is unavailable the old price of 5ยข is no longer available, $50 should cover it. Sorry no cheques.
Hunted dreams (or chase dreams as I think of them) are relatively common for me (a couple of times a year), and other people I have talked to have had them as well.
In my case, they usually happen when I’m stressed, and I don’t usually get away as easily as you did, or I get away only to find them on my trail again.
Not a relaxing dream, that’s for sure, so if it is stress in this case, may it pass so you have only pleasant (though likely still perplexing) dreams.
The soother one I have no idea; you’re on your own on that one.
If every character in our dream can be interpreted as a part of ourselves…what part of you is Obama?? xo
I wonder. But that is intriguing, more intriguing than pondering my maternal anxiety.
my dreams scare me. some of them have come true…like my Dad marrying my Aunt! (= That one thankfully is WONDERFUL and not scary! My son drowning (a recurring one unfortunately) definitely is scary! Go figure…I LOVE water and am a fish really!
That’s crazy, Sandra! I had no idea about your dad.
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