I like the swype feature on my phone that lets me drag my fingeracross the keys to type and often I just want to go with the different selection that pops up even though it would make no sense and not get my thoughts communicated well. My subconscious doesn't make sense to me. Where do these dreams come from?
For the past two nights I have dreamt of someone I'm not friends with anymore. When I wake up and think about the conversations we've just had and the scenarios we are in I can't help but wonder what is this stuff? What are dreams made of? My conscious mind would have rewritten the dialogue so it's more meaningful or funnier or apologies exchanged at the very least. And then when I wake up I want some sort of reciprocity -hey you dream of me but theres no way of knowing consciously what is going on with a person once those friendship ties have been broken and there is no mutual friend to fill in some details.
I'd like for these dreams these not fantastical dreams to be a way of communicating between us. Our subconsciences saying oh you crazy stubborn kids your work together isn't done so lets meet here in this place where pride and ego are set aside and interact. I don't want it just to be me that's dreaming this. There is nothing that makes me feel like I'm not alone as when I type a search into google and there a dozen other people have asked the same question. It's a good reassuring feeling. I'm not alone. I want to be haunting someones dreams too.
I read that if you dream about a house that house represents you. What does dreaming about a past friendship mean? That's one to google. While I'd like it to be interactive and real maybe it's giving me an insight into my conscious mind. How am I feeling now towards this friend? There was empathy and love. Of course a bittersweet sadness. At one point a lucid moment if the dream where I said to myself that I'd like to say more, go deeper, but at least we are talking now.
Being ignored and feeling in a void are the worst things. Being and feeling ignored in a void. Ah, dreams. Have I ever dreamed of being ignored?
This town this usually very quiet town has annoying traffic sometimes. Windows open make it more so. Last night I'm late to sleep and a large truck rumbles past presumably from the nearby hwy 18 headed god only knows where. At that hour? This is a town without services. I heard it and got to missing that quieter court street.
I heard owls last night. And thought be safe bunnies. I didn't mow the north side so it's a small meadow over there. Again this morning while walking emma I saw a little bunny crouched down, safe and half hidden. If emma was a younger corgi she would have noticed.
Now days after big rains the whole town has a symphony of frogs. Which is very nice though I'd love to see some.
Catching up on tv shows last night was reliving thursday all over. The recordings were interrupted all over the place with storm updates and signal interruptions. On one hand I got agitated thinking about auntie a and her pet hating and on the other a sense of hey I made it through my first tornado scare here and I'm ok. Though both A and Rick were bragging on the efficiency of the towns alarm system that day when Tammy told me Friday that the alarm never went off. They were supposed to sound it but there was a glitch. Ha! Efficient. They sound it every day at noon but when it was needed, no. If there were such a show as The Real Housewives of Lucas I would definately stir up a ruckus with the other housewives over this. And bring it up at the reunion. Pfft. Andy Cohen would ask Annie why do you hate other pets? And a caller would ask is it your flea phobia? Lol. Yes I did just really laugh out loud
For the past two nights I have dreamt of someone I'm not friends with anymore. When I wake up and think about the conversations we've just had and the scenarios we are in I can't help but wonder what is this stuff? What are dreams made of? My conscious mind would have rewritten the dialogue so it's more meaningful or funnier or apologies exchanged at the very least. And then when I wake up I want some sort of reciprocity -hey you dream of me but theres no way of knowing consciously what is going on with a person once those friendship ties have been broken and there is no mutual friend to fill in some details.
I'd like for these dreams these not fantastical dreams to be a way of communicating between us. Our subconsciences saying oh you crazy stubborn kids your work together isn't done so lets meet here in this place where pride and ego are set aside and interact. I don't want it just to be me that's dreaming this. There is nothing that makes me feel like I'm not alone as when I type a search into google and there a dozen other people have asked the same question. It's a good reassuring feeling. I'm not alone. I want to be haunting someones dreams too.
I read that if you dream about a house that house represents you. What does dreaming about a past friendship mean? That's one to google. While I'd like it to be interactive and real maybe it's giving me an insight into my conscious mind. How am I feeling now towards this friend? There was empathy and love. Of course a bittersweet sadness. At one point a lucid moment if the dream where I said to myself that I'd like to say more, go deeper, but at least we are talking now.
Being ignored and feeling in a void are the worst things. Being and feeling ignored in a void. Ah, dreams. Have I ever dreamed of being ignored?
This town this usually very quiet town has annoying traffic sometimes. Windows open make it more so. Last night I'm late to sleep and a large truck rumbles past presumably from the nearby hwy 18 headed god only knows where. At that hour? This is a town without services. I heard it and got to missing that quieter court street.
I heard owls last night. And thought be safe bunnies. I didn't mow the north side so it's a small meadow over there. Again this morning while walking emma I saw a little bunny crouched down, safe and half hidden. If emma was a younger corgi she would have noticed.
Now days after big rains the whole town has a symphony of frogs. Which is very nice though I'd love to see some.
Catching up on tv shows last night was reliving thursday all over. The recordings were interrupted all over the place with storm updates and signal interruptions. On one hand I got agitated thinking about auntie a and her pet hating and on the other a sense of hey I made it through my first tornado scare here and I'm ok. Though both A and Rick were bragging on the efficiency of the towns alarm system that day when Tammy told me Friday that the alarm never went off. They were supposed to sound it but there was a glitch. Ha! Efficient. They sound it every day at noon but when it was needed, no. If there were such a show as The Real Housewives of Lucas I would definately stir up a ruckus with the other housewives over this. And bring it up at the reunion. Pfft. Andy Cohen would ask Annie why do you hate other pets? And a caller would ask is it your flea phobia? Lol. Yes I did just really laugh out loud
Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5
Comments