You're Dreaming
There are few things more annoying than having someone tell about their sleeping dreams in great detail. This is partly because their ability to make an effable account the vividness is totally lacking. Another reason of annoyance on my part is jealousy; because I don’t remember my dreams.
I do dream, and sometimes I can remember them for a moment or two after waking. I can only recall three vivid dreams that I’ve had that have stayed with me to this day. One was of King Kong looking in my window when I was a child. Another was of finding myself somewhere that I wanted to be and I pinched myself in my dream to make sure I was really there and I felt the pinch in my dream. The third dream was too personal to share with anyone…ever, but damn it was good.
I envy people who wake up having experienced an entire other life where things are fantastic. Even their night mares are fantastic. Their dreams are virtual reality of sorts and they call into question the old philosophical question, “Am I a man dreaming that I am a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming I am a man?”
posted by The Guy Who Writes This at 4:00 AM
16 Comments:
I have a friend who never remembers her dreams, either. I dream a lot, always have. I think my most vivid childhood dream was when I was getting sick with the hard measles and had a temp of around 105. I dreamt about all these itty-bitty people with huge mushroom-shaped heads. Scared me to death. Visions of "Alice in Wonderland" coming to life or something, eh?
I seldom remember my dreams, but over the years there have been some that were quite vivid. After my mom took me to see "Abbott and Costello Meet Frankenstein", I had dreams of skeletons chasing me through caves more than once. But no wonder... I just checked, and that movie came out in theaters when I was four years old! Child abuse, I say!
I have dreams almost every night. Last night for instance, I dreamt I worked for a local doctor who was too cheap to hire but 2 of us to run his whole office, had a broken microwave that we had to prepare food in for some patients(the turntable platform was missing, but he insisted we learn to use that frame that is supposed to hold it in place to cook upon), the faucets were all broken, the place was dirty, there were crusty blankets everywhere (?) and on the first day I was hired I was told by the other co-worker that I hadn't better say anything about it or f*ck up in anyway or I would be out of a job. Of course being the way I am (even in my dreams evidently) I charged into Doctor blanks office and regaled him with all of the reasons why he sucked. And he sacked me. For some reason I couldn't fathom why he would do this. Then I woke up.
How's that for vivid?
Hmm, yes, the retelling of dreams is a bit of a bore. They are really only meaningful to the dreamers themselves.
Interesting philosophical question about the man and butterfly . . .
I only dream once in awhile, that I can recall anyway. Except when i was taking chantix trying to quit smoking. I didn't quit, but lawd! I had some wild-assed dreams. Those were some doozies. I'd like to try it again just for the crazy dreams.
dreams on Requip scared me so badly that I just plain ole quit them and lied to my doc about it. What's a little leg twitchin action as long as its amongst friends?
what makes you think you aren't sleeping right now?
this could all be a dream.
or maybe a nightmare.
just think, someday you may wake from this dream and say "it all seemed so real"
I dreamed I had amnesia once...but when I woke up I couldn't remember it.
Kris and Donna, isn't it funny we can remember dreams we had forty and fifty years ago, but not remember the dreams we had last night?
Auntie, there you did it, exactly what I was talking about.
Trish, Welcome back!
Darev and Auntie I forgot about pharmacological enhanced dreaming. Pretty cool.
g, I wish I were.
Anon, very good!
Or you can ponder the question of whether or not what you think is reality is just a dream ... and everybody else is just a figment of your imagination.
Life is but a dream
Hey nonny ding dong, alang alang alang!
Shaboom shaboom!
Life could be a dream
Sweetheaaaaaaaaaaaaart!
i remember many of my dreams; i remember some i had as a kid... i used to write them down, but sometimes they're so convoluted, it takes too long to transcribe them...
Morning dreams I remember. I'll make this short. Suzanne Westenhoefer and I had sex. She was great. I've never had a celebrity sex dream before, so I'm going to brag about it a little.
Walt, I vote for figment.
Darev, how about a dance with that?
Dalia, you struck me as a vivid dreamer even before you wrote this reply.
Lori, you're dreaming. ; )
Some dreams I remember and some I don't, but I would give up my dream memories in an instant. I have had very lucid nightmares that I would never wish on any human being. I would give up every good dream I've ever had to get rid of those.
As a person often troubled by vivid nightmares I'm always happy to hear about someone who can't recall their dreams. I can't help but feel they are lucky. There's a whole of jealousy in me right now.
KNB, Sorry to hear. I wonder if anything can be done for you...
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