Your Dreams

ROFLMAO :lol:

Women are so mean, aren't they? :D ;)

Papaya,
Heck, I’ve sleep-bonked myself plenty-O-times; no offense taken. I’m actually kind of proud that my innate clumsiness has somehow shown through this techno-cyber-literary medium to someone.

Isagel,
I’m here to tell you – you’re not alone. Like your boyfriend, I used to have O-dark-thirty conversations with my girlfriend (now wife). Now-a-days I just listen, and occasionally duck a punch or a kick. -- I never should’ve paid for those Karate lessons!

Sancho,

I think it's more that I recongnize a kindered clumsy spirit. Since i've been keeping track I have managed to spill my food on myself at least once a week for about 2 months now.

I tell you this, as a fellow klutz: 30-lb backpacks and short teenage girls in platform boots and long coats/skirts/*ahem*capes -- do not mix. Especially when they're me. I think by the time I made it out (more or less alive), I had fallen down every staircase in high school. (And I'll tell you, backpacks create a level of inertia that defies physics.)

Sounds to me like we all may share more than a love of literature here. Em, you’re crackin’ me up - again. Hey Papaya, I think we are kindred spirits. At one of my jobs I have to wear a tie. Well I call it my “survival tie” because I’ve spilled so much food on it over the years that if I ever got into a tight spot, a survival situation so to speak, I could always boil it up for soup.

Hey, you made me laugh.

Though I am delighted to say that I am not clumsy, I instead have a bizzare desire that leads me to climb trees, dressers, tables, the tops of doors, roofs, anything with height or that is unstable and then suddenly become unable to get down. I have a tendency to climb too high and either fall off or have to yell for help so someone can help me get down. I don't fancy having guys hauling me out of trees, but often when I try to jump down I land in a tight crevice that is impossible to escape from without someone else pushing or pulling.

My dream that I had last, well a few days ago was where I
met Orlando Bloom and started a serious relationship. I was
Orlando Bloom's Girlfriend!!!! He is sooooo Sexxy!!
Next I could not stop kissing him! Then we both started for
the shower......then you know what happened next.......
after that then I woke up!!

That was the best dream I had ever had in a long time!!
About 5 years too long!!

Real Cool! But it will never happen.

Jasmine -- your dream is so good at staying on topic. :p Mine skip from one scene to another so fast that no plot has time to develop. Tarnation, that must be why no movie stars bother to visit my dreams. :D

Simon -- you're part lemur, aren't you? I've always suspected. Or maybe you're a distant evolutionary relative of one of the kittens we're fostering. :D She can barely walk, but she climbs all the way to the top of the cage and then screams because she can't get back down.

you have so great dreams. mine are: fighting, running, killing, hiding, murdered, alone, wide wide west, Cleopatra, etc etc... is this some sort of mental disorder or something? I fight all the night. If it was of some good to me - lose weight for example, I would not mind. but simple fighting is not really interesting :rage:
and even if I have the scene as Libra, I never see the face and I wake up completely in love ;) without knowing whom I loved during the night... (so I turn left and there is my real guy... never sure if it was him in the dream also :D )

The only time I ever dreamed about a guy we were dancing ontop of a building under construction and he didn't have any pupils, his eyes were all white, and then he fell off the building and that was it.

Emily at last you have found me out, a distant cousin I am, a new species unknown to the world before, with a cat like body and instincts, yet fingers limber enough to type from my perch on a dresser.

My dreams are so realistic that I sometimes wonder what is reality and what illusion. Anyway, the dream I remember the most wasn't realistic and there was no content in it, but the form was unusual. Everything was black-and-white and additionally upside down. Am I turning mad or something?

no, you just probably were in a situation that night that was "scrambled" by the dream censor because your conscious mind wouldn't be able to make sense of it on waking.

Self-censoring dreams.. :confused: Interesting.

It seems like I dreamed from the time I went to sleep till the minute I woke up. And I can almost, almost remember what they were, but not quite. I know they definitely had plots and seemed to go on forever.

i almost got seasick last night...was like in this - prepare yourself - warm :confused: antarctica, and looking down :confused: at a 3-D map of earth (in a way, i was looking at the earth, only i was still in antarctica); bodega bay on hwy 1 in n. california was one of the only unspoiled places left on the planet, and it was time for me and some other trekkers to go back to the mainland (inhabited areas). no idea how we got there, but i looked at the huge expanse of ocean we'd have to traverse and nearly got :sick: to my stomach. surprised i didn't wake up! anyway, ended up back in philly doing a bunch of other stuff.

self-censoring is a function of the mind, not the dreams. it's like self-protection. there are ways to bypass it, but until you do that/are ready for the unadulterated experience, it scrambles them. better than waking up mad, no? :)

A couple of nights ago I dreamt of the b*st*rd I had a crush on again... I sort of got over him after realising how unworthy he is, but I dreamt of him again... And for someone like me, who really remembers no more than 5 dreams per year, dreaming of him 4 times in little less than 1 month is VERY worrying. And this time the dream inolved some nakedness... :eek: :eek: :eek: