I know that no one cares to hear about my dreams, much like I care little to hear about yours. But this is my blog, and thus can double as an online dream journal if I want it to - you don't own me!
Dear online dream journal genie,
Last night, I dreamt (dreamed?) that I had won the lottery, but I wasn't sure if it was true or if someone was playing a cruel joke on me. Regardless, I was pretty excited, but then I woke up and realized that I had not, in fact, won the lottery. Sigh. It was devastating, like when as a kid you would dream it was Christmas morning, only to wake up to stupid sunny warm June weather. I'm sure I'm not the only one who had that dream - was Santa Claus a wookie in your dreams too?
Particularly notable about this dream was how vivid it was, as I don't typically remember my dreams. I'm not sure if this is an indication of financial stress, or of my desire to actually win the lottery, or of some long repressed traumatic memories of... I dunno, I don't think I have anything traumatic to repress. Regardless, last night's lottery psyche out dream will now be filed away with this short list of my other vividly-remembered dreams:
1. Being chased by a bow-and-arrow-wielding Freddy Krueger across the front lawn of my childhood home, which was up in flames.
2. My wife having a penis.
3. Being trapped in a gigantic underground cave/used CD store.
4. Having to use a toilet in the middle of a large open space with strangers milling around me.
What could any of these possibly mean?
Sincerely,
Aaron
About me:
- muiseam
- Dartmouth, NS, Canada
- I live on the suburban plains of Cole Harbour. I take my coffee large with single milk. I am an open book. Some days I wish I were a housecat.
4 comments:
whoa! solid dreams. Still don't know what they mean....
Perhaps you should have kept dream number two to yourself. Just a thought.
For what it's worth, it was a pretty small penis.
Great. Is that supposed to make me feel better or worse?
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