Tuesday, 1 November 2011


I've been having the most vivid dreams recently.
Strange and vivid dreams actually.

First there was the dream where my best friend very dramatically grabbed me by the arm and quite passionately told me that under no circumstances was I allowed to get pregnant, 
because she's trying for a baby and if I got pregnant first she would be devastatingly upset 
and never talk to me again.

Then there was the dream that I went to university one day with all of my clothes of backwards.

Then there was the really horrible two-parter dream 
(does anybody else have those?) 
where my friend Tariq was killed right in front of me. 
I held him whilst he died and it was tragic.
I was so happy to wake up and realise that it was only a dream and wasn't real. 
What were real though were the feelings that I had all.morning.long.
I was desperately melancholy and just generally sad.

I had to give myself a bit of a mental shake and tell myself to get a grip! 
I don't even know anybody called Tariq for crying out loud.
So I thought to myself, I know that my dream wasn't real, so why am I having such real feelings?
And then I thought about it a little bit more and mind boddled. 


Does this happen to anybody else?

1 comment:

  1. I hate dreams like that. They always make me upset and even though I know they aren't real it's always difficult to shake that feeling of loss and helplessness after waking up. Sometimes I have to take some time to just cry it out in my lover's (aka my husband's) arms. 
    Also, I've found that saying a prayer (out loud or in your heart) helps to bring peace.