I lied. Yes, yes I did. I was talking with a friend last night and we were talking about dreams. Not long term, life goals kinda dreams. Those nightly visions that so many folks have.
I said I don't dream. I was serious. Then damn me if I didn't spend more time between 2:00am and 4:00am realizing that yes I did dream. Just not like I hear everyone else talk about.
I used to have nightmares. I still do every once in a blue moon. Just not every night. And they weren't odd nightmares. It was the same one, all the time, over and over again. I'm happy to say I'm not being visited by that demon much anymore. Whew.
But dreams. I don't have dreams I have visits. Visits with people I care about. Sometimes it's folks that have been gone for a while, Daddy, Grandpa, my friends from high school (many in the group I ran around with died while we were in H.S.). Sometimes it's with friends. One visit I spent talking with my best friend. Hours and hours of us sitting in my living room in Florida (I was already up here) just telling stories. The other night one of the guys I used to date showed up at my front door for coffee and cobbler. Funny thing was - when I opened the fridge there was cobbler there (ahhh the land of dreams, always prepared).
The other kind of dreams I have are really just memories. Some nights I'll be on a boat, flying through Sarasota Bay reliving a particularly wonderful time. Or maybe I'm sitting in the beach house in Costa Rica, curled up in a chair reading. Even when I'm awake I can hear the sounds, smell the Gulf, feel the fabric of the slip cover on the chair. It's a real live memory.
I guess I keep my dreaming for when I'm awake. I often daydream. I have to be careful, because sometimes they are so real I'll talk out loud. But it's always when I'm awake. Either taking a break at work, or most often driving in the car.
So I guess I'm a different kind of dreamer. Most often it's just a way of remembering - kinda like watching home movies in my mind. I'm a wide a wake dreamer. Does that make me wierd?
Posted by Tammi at August 12, 2005 05:39 AMYou can have some of mine. I dream so much, at times I can't remember what really happened and what was dreamt. It's that bad. And I dream about every day stuff... and people I know. So I'll be in a conversation with someone and I'll want to tell them about something we did together and I'll have to say, "Wait. Did that happen or did I dream it?" No kidding. It has been that bad.
I figure I'll be one helluva dementia patient one day when I'm an old lady. I should have a GREAT time.
Posted by: Bou at August 12, 2005 01:41 PMNope, doesn't make you weird. er. Heheh.... J/K
Bou, I'm the same damn way. Exactly. Only my dreams get really strange. Going to post about a couple next week.
Posted by: That 1 Guy at August 12, 2005 10:36 PMNo my darling friend, it does not make you weird. Far from it, its what proves how very special you are! There are not many people who experience those kind of dreams and even fewer that have them as a regular occurrance. More proof of what a special and spiritual person you are. Congratulations! :)
Posted by: Lee Ann at August 13, 2005 08:45 PM