It seems the older I get, the more vivid and real my dreams are becoming. I have had some doozies lately. I dreamed my late wife was in the hospital and I was trying to get to her and kept getting lost and ending up on far side of town from where she was at. It was so real and vivid. I know the area like the back of my hand yet I would make a right turn into the parking deck and end up on the hill overlooking the hospital trying to figure out how I ended up there. She passed in April 2017 and I think she is just trying to mess with my head a little as she always did have a quirky sense of humor.
Is that where the bass shop is by chance?
I had a really vivid dream last week. I dreamt I was eating a giant marshmallow.
When I woke up, my pillow was gone.
Is this thing on?..……
When people you love pass away they live on in our mind and heart. Next time take her out for a coffee, bet she would like that
Um… my GF said that my evil twin Dream Tim was a real ass last night, if that’s applicable. shrug
I have gotten hit several times in life due to this issue, lol.
Thanks for sharing this, @EddieJones - takes some guts!
You know you run a big risk getting your chain yanked, but the truth is we all have had this sort of dream… and they can be exhilarating, scary, depressing, uplifting - or all of these at once!
I had a super weird one last night… it’s probably a good thing that the memory of such vivid dream is fading fast, almost no matter how much you try to remember
i haven’t really had dreams that i remember on a regular basis since i was a kid
That’s rough! It’s the mind’s way of processing stuff… it isn’t always clear what exactly it’s doing, but it seems to be a vital process.
I bet you dream - you just never remember even a bit of it.
yeah that’s what i meant. i really usually don’t remember them at all or they’re really fuzzy.
A recurring dream that I’ve had as long as I can remember: I’m on stage with an orchestra playing an instrument I’ve never played before and dont know how to play. I fake it, and all the other instruments drown me out so that nobody in the audience notices. I love that dream.
I had a dream but it turned to dust
And what I thought was love
That must’ve been lust
I was living in style
When the walls fell in
When I played my hand
I looked like a joker
Turn around, fate must have woke her
'Cause lady luck she was waiting outside the door
So here is my reoccuring dream…true story…I have this dream constantly.
I am somewhere, place changes but somewhere in a public place with public restrooms, and I have to pee, and in every bathroom and every stall I try (no urinials anywhere oddly in this reality) the toilet is filled to the very brim with pee or whatever else you find in a toilet, no room for a drop more.
I search and search to no avail until I wake up and realize I have to pee.
Locations in the dream change, sometimes they reoccur.
If only I could figure out what these damn dreams mean…
Ha ha no way! I have the same dream. Everything is filthy and full and can’t find a clean urinal or toilet to use.
yes, totally filthy!
you guys have some effed up dreams.