Showing posts with label Dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dreams. Show all posts

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Dreamcatchers

I bought a dreamcatcher back in middle school on a trip to the Grand Canyon, just because I thought they looked really cool. I like things that have a superstition or a story behind them even though I rarely believe in them. I liked having a conversation piece in my room that also happened to go along with the pretty pink decor I was trying to establish. Funny thing, about a year or two after hanging it up I realized my nightmares stopped. I never had that many bad dreams to start off with, but I was wracking my brain trying to think of one I had had recently. I chalked this up to both good luck with maybe just a tad of placebo effect. Either way, I was happy.

I moved in with Kenny about 4 months ago leaving pretty much all my room decor back there. Since then I've had at least 2 nightmares a month. There's no theme with this dreams at all, just random bad things happening or people coming to attack me and me trying to get away. Last night I dreamed of a little boy from my summer camp trying to stab the evil out of me. The nightmares do all end the same way, however, me flailing my arms about until Kenny wakes me up and me being confused as to where I'm waking up.

Could me not sleeping by my dream catcher really be affecting this? Or maybe it's just my subconscious dealing with new problems in my life such as my parents divorce in weird abstract form. At the end of the day though, it's really fantastic that I have someone right there to calm my nerves and stroke my hair til I fall back asleep. And if things get really bad, I may just hang up another dream catcher, just in case...

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Reoccuring Dream

Last night I had a dream that I've had a few times before. I'm in a city and trying to get back to my car in a bad neighborhood. Each street I walk down takes me further away from where I know my car is. I keep wanting to go back the other way but for some reason I don't. Then I get held up by a gun with a gun, but I still resist. The dream is over before anything happens, but it's still unsettling. This dream was a little different too since my boyfriend was there with me, but he wasn't my current boyfriend, he was my ex, but it was still meant to be the current one and I was really really worried that I wasn't attracted to him. I don't know if my subconcious is worried that I eventually won't be attracted to my boyfriend or something like that, but it was a little worrisome. But oh well, it's over now.