"Sink me, the lady's (not) a poet"

I wrote a poem and showed it to someone (my sister, maybe?). She skimmed it quickly and said, "I don't like it." "You didn't even read it," I said. "I can just tell I don't like it," she replied. I snatched the paper out of her hands and walked away.

I take it back!

Before going to sleep last night, I did no.4 of How to Remember Dreams. I repeated to myself, “I will remember my dream, I will remember my dream, I will remember my dream.” Well. I woke up the next morning and my first thought was, “I want to forget my dream, I want to forget my dream, I want to forget my dream!”

My dream: a colony of centipede-like bugs had set up home in my body. And I’m not elaborating further, because I don’t want to cement anymore of it in my memory!

Would you like some fruit with that murder?

I remembered two dreams last night. One silly and one scary.

In the first, we had an in-ground pool, and for some reason we took hundreds or oranges and threw them in it. When my mom came to visit, I proudly showed her the oranges floating on the water, some of which had expanded to the size of beach balls.

In my other dream, a young woman shakily held a loaded gun and pointed it at the head of a sleeping man. She pulled the trigger and then fell prostrate on the floor. He wasn’t dead, though, and grabbed her by the feet. Panicking, she struggled away from him. He moved toward her but then screamed and collapsed. (I say I dreamed this due to watching Bravo's The 100 Scariest Movie Moments).

How to Remember Dreams

from ehow.com

We spend about 25 percent of our sleep time dreaming. But dreams all too often disappear as soon as we awaken, and we can't remember a thing.

1. Relax before bed. Take a hot bath with aromatherapy soaps, drink herbal tea, listen to meditation tapes - whatever works best for you.

2. Think about and write down important things on your mind. Write down subjects you also would like to dream about.

3. Keep those items in mind when you get into bed but don't concentrate too hard. That might keep you awake.

4. Tell yourself that you will remember your dream. Repeat "I will remember my dream" several times to yourself as you drift off to sleep.

5. Wake up naturally, if possible, without an alarm clock. Try not to move until you can recall your dream from the night before.

6. Record your dream before you get out of bed. Keep a journal and pen or tape recorder by your bedside for easy access. (or visit Dream Journal and post it!)

To read more click here.

Ms. Clean

I was at some kind of conference. There was a large auditorium filled with people and a speaker at a podium. The only thing I seemed concerned about, though, was that I needed to wash my hands. I found a restroom, went to the sink, turned on the water and picked up the soap. But, I couldn’t get the bar to lather. I turned it over and over in my hands. I finally gave up, rinsed, and rejoined the conference.

Sleepshopping

I was with my sister, and we were walking from a parking lot toward a department store. On the sidewalk, there was a crumpled tissue on the ground. I picked it up (would never do that in real life!) and threw it onto a pile of other waded tissues.

Once inside the crowded store my sister said she needed a whole new wardrobe but didn’t know where to start. I asked if she’d like to look for a basic black blazer (at least, I had some sense in this dream). She said yes, and we started moving between racks of clothes.

Eeww!

"A beautiful girl once told me of a recurring nightmare in which she lay in the center of a large dark room and felt her face expand until it filled the whole room, becoming a formless mass while her eyes ran in bilious jelly up the chimney." ~Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man

The only thing I remember

My dreams have been vanishing lately. I wake up and know I've been dreaming but can't remember a thing. This morning, though, one image stayed with me. I had just typed a blog post and inserted a link. I previewed the post and saw that the link was highlighted.

The case of the missing car and broken shoe strap

It was a sunny afternoon. We were in a parking lot. The head of the accounting department at my work was upset because her car had been stolen. We began a search. Suddenly, it was night, and I was walking through the backyards of a number of expensive homes. At the end of one yard there was a stone fence. I looked over and saw a huge field, with multitudes of large hay stacks. We thought the car might be hidden beneath one of the stacks. We followed a muddy dirt road to an opening in the stone wall, but then the field disappeared and a building complex was there instead. It was under construction. We walked through it, looking for the car. Through a doorway, I could see a man with a scowl on his face. Next, we weren’t looking for the car anymore, but I (as the “objective dreamer”) felt the man and his girlfriend were part of a conspiracy to murder us one by one. The “me” in my dream, however, was oblivious to this. We were going to some kind of party, and the strap broke on one of my shoes. I borrowed a pair of 5-inch stilettos from the girlfriend and we left. That’s all I can remember. I know I dreamed more, but it’s too fuzzy.