I took a nap yesterday afternoon. While I was napping, I had a dream. Well, more of a nightmare.
I was at home and Jason had just come home from work. As he was changing his clothes, he was telling me that “the shit hit the fan today at work.” When I asked him what he meant, he said it was something about my youngest niece being in the newspaper. He wasn’t really saying words that I understood. He was mumbling or something.
He was moving all around, too, first he would be in our bedroom and then he would be somewhere else in the house. One minute he would be standing next to me and then the next he would be downstairs or in the basement or out in the garage. It was with the blink of an eye, too. I kept chasing after him, trying to get the story. He just kept mumbling and flashing somewhere else. Finally, I couldn’t find him anywhere I looked. I went to Emily’s room to see if he was in there talking to her and she wasn’t there either, when she had been only minutes before. I was running all around, yelling their names. Mostly I was yelling for Jason.
I was sure he was outside and I was going to go out and look for him, but I couldn’t find my shoes. I looked everywhere and I couldn’t find a single pair of shoes. I was running and searching and yelling his name.
I just had this terror in my heart. I couldn’t breathe. I was in a panic. I was frantic.
Then I realized that I was having a nightmare. I was still dreaming, but I knew it. I was trying to wake myself up. I was yelling Jason’s name, trying to wake up. I did, finally, but I still had that feeling in my heart. It left me in a terrible mood. I felt frustrated and crabby. It was the strangest thing.
Oh wow… that sounds awful. I hate the dreams that stay with you when you wake up. It’s creepy and it really does leave a cloud over your day.
On the other hand, it’s kinda cool you can remember your dreams that vividly. When I try to recall mine I can’t remember details… just how I felt.
Hope something good happens to take your mind off it. Really.
There should be a word for when a dream sticks with you after you wake up. And why is it only the icky scary ones that do that? One more reason that life is NO FAIR!
You should try to incorporate me into your dreams more often. I am good at saving the day, just like Underdog.
I hate nightmares. Check out my night terror on yesterday’s blog.
Maybe your husband is a whitelighter and you didn’t know it?
Booooo for nightmares!!!
I have more dreams I remember after a nap than after a sleep. And I hate the ones that ruin the rest of your day.
oh I can’t like that….
I dislike the dreams that make me wake up heart pounding with fear, may you have sweet dreams tonight.
Jill–I think writing them down and looking at them helps to shoo away any residual feelings from the dream. At least for me, it does. Some people are the opposite.
Suzi–Let’s make up our own word. We are good at making words. What should we call it?
Fab–How do I do that? I didn’t mean to dream about my youngest niece, yet there she was. I wish I could pick and choose what I dream about. Maybe if you made me that CD of you talking to me, I could listen to it while I go to sleep and then, there you’d be.
Abs–I don’t know, we have known each other since we were children. A lot of evidence points elsewhere.
Scary freaking night terror that you had. My daughter used to have them when she was younger. They scared the hell out of me.
Britt–I know. I hate them. Unless…Can they be considered cardio workouts if your heart is racing?
Lynda–Do you think that it is because of the REM state being so close to when you wake that you remember them?
Pup–Me either!
FG–Can I call you FG? It’s easier to type and I am lazy. lol Thank you, I am going to have sweet dreams tonight. I am going to dream about how we are going to be lying on the beach in Malibu when we finish our walk and how HAWT we are going to look! ‘Cuz we rawk and we are sooooo worth it.
I hate those dreams where you can’t wake yourself up! Freaky.
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