I guess we all have bad dreams occasionally. Mine take one of three themes; naked in a public place, difficulty moving forward, or I hope this is a dream. I had the last type last night. That is what gave me the idea for this post.
Last night I drempt we moved from my home in the suburbs to the projects. The building was delapidated and the unit was small. Like in all dreams where I hope it's a dream I asked myself how I got there. Even though there is no clear answer it feels real. As usual I hope it's a dream but can't see how it could be. I am always relieved to wake up and find it had indeed been a dream.
In some dreams I'm going along just fine until I can't easily go forward. I may be crossing a street or something is chasing me. All of a sudden movement slows to a snails pace. I can crawl or scoot or even move backward if I first turn around in a circle. The dream resolve itself somehow but I don't wake up.
The naked dream is the most embarrassing. At the beginning I am inappropriately dressed out in public. I'll be wearing something like a towel or just my bra and under pants. I tell myself to got to a store and buy a cheap outfit. When I get near a store I discover I'm naked and the store has moved.
Thank goodness I've never had a dream where I'm naked, can't move very fast, and wonder how I got there wondering if it's just a dream. That would be a nightmare.
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