…. where I watched these freaky bodybuilding people line their baby’s onesies and dresses with weights so she’d be more a more ripped, less chubby baby.
I woke up utterly disturbed. What is wrong with me? What does this mean?
Please feel free to share your disturbing dreams so I can feel slightly less nutso.
Um, step away from the infomercials, maybe? I don’t know!
I have a problem with lucidly dreaming along with the radio news when the alarm turns on in the morning–all sorts of sordid “what happened overnight in the city” reports and the like. That means I wake up late AND freaked out.
Yeah, that wouldn’t wake me up enough — once I’m asleep, I’m a pretty heavy sleeper. I need to be jarred awake, BEEP BEEP BEEP.
Don’t the beeps startle you? They do for me.
Technically, the radio is my second alarm b/c the cat sings arias at 5:30 a.m. for breakfast. I should just stay up after I feed her, but. . . I don’t wanna.
They do startle me, but I need to be startled. This is the girl who slept through a fire drill in college — and one of the alarms was right outside my dorm room!
Now that is some deep sleep (and that probably explains why you’re so good at dreaming). Lemme guess: you’re also one of those “What thunderstorms last night?” people, aren’t you? 🙂
Well, the “what thunderstorms?” part is right. I live in so. Cali — what are thunderstorms??
Uh. . . “what tremors?”
You sleep like my husband does! He’ll even get up in the middle of the night with the kids and take care of them and then not remember it in the morning! In our old house he actually had to walk down a set of stairs to get to the boys room and he’d still not remember it in the morning…
As to scary dreams, this one still haunts me. I was being hunted by someone evil. I had the feeling that I was a cop or an FBI agent or something…don’t know what but we were in an apartment building/set of rooms or something and I was hiding in one. I knew the person was coming. I heard them shoot my partner in the room next door and I knew I’d be next. For some reason there was Goose crap all over the floor I was kneeling on…that’s a very vivid part of the dream. The person walks into the room, I know they’ve seen me. I lace my fingers behind my head and lower my face to the floor and then he/she/it shoots me. I remember feeling the blood pouring out of my body and thinking “so that’s what it feels like to die” just before I woke up. I did not go back to sleep after that dream…
I made a boo boo trying to post the first time and now it won’t let me repost it 🙁
and now it’s there?!?
I’m confused…
sorry sam, it went into moderation — I don’t know why!
Your dream is terrifying. I once had a similar dream where I was shot. It was horrible — and I woke up, too, right after the shot with my heart pounding. Ugh.