-No! Don't resist, i'm... already hurT- I usually don't have nightmares. I go months and months, heck even a year without a nightmare.
I have scary dreams, yes, but none that actually scare me or shake me up in any way.
Well last night was the exception. Out of nowhere, it was. And I could definitely have gone without it... I'll be omitting alot of details.
For some reason I was in a huge rather cluttered house. The house kind of looked like it was going to break down, like it was really old and people hadn't been in it a long time. But everything that was in it was pretty new and nice, yet scattered. I'm explaining this because I just found out that in dreams, if you dream anything involving a house, it usually represents your inner self. Not sure what that means, then. Moving on.
I was there with my family. My mom, my sister, and even my other sister. Now, given the 'catch' of this dream, I should have been surprised or something that my now-dead sister was there just fine. But I wasn't affected at all.
Well, after a bit of messing around I found out that they were trying to revive my dad. They dug him up and had some impossible machine fixing him.
This part gets fuzzy but after he woke up, for whatever reason I had to get him to hold three bouquets. A white bouquet of life, a black bouquet of death, and a gold bouquet of unchanging. I got up to the unchanging one before pulling myself awake because it was getting kinda hairy in there.
Also, during the short period of the dream in which he was revived I went through explaining everything that'd happened since he died. To the family, things i'd done, all sorts of stuff. For some reason, that's the part that upsets me quite a bit.
At which point I noticed something. I sleep really well when having a nightmare. I mean, really deep satisfying sleep. And it's hard as ******** to wake me out of it. I woke up twice during the course of it to turn and toss uncomfortably but quickly went back to sleep and continued right along the dream.
So yeah. When I finally did wake up all I could say was Jesus Christ, that was unnecessary. -How you turn my world, you precious thinG-
edaaz · Thu Feb 11, 2010 @ 09:56pm · 0 Comments |