I dream all the time, most every night. For me, sleep is a very exciting time of subconsciousness that has taken me anywhere and everywhere.
Not all dreams are ‘good’ dreams. And then there’s the extreme, a nightmare. I had somewhat of a nightmare last night. Although it was Monday of the last week of school which is awesome, every all of my students decided to rebel and not listen to anything I was saying. This defiance was so frustrating and stressful because of course it all seems so real, not realizing while asleep that it is only a dream.
My mom told me a couple weeks ago that she dreamt of Reggie, our long-gone cat that lived to be 20 years old! She said the dream seems to real because Reggie was being his pesty self of simply being a cat. Reggie has been gone for 25 years now! I thought it was pretty cool that mom had this dream.
I have flown in my dreams. Those are the best because the feeling of flying is awesome! I’ve fallen great heights which was scary. I’ve become distressed while attempting to open the old rotating face combination lock. I’ve experienced horrific deaths which is just plain awful. It’s always wonderful to see friends and loved ones who are no longer with us.
It goes on and on. I’ve always been fascinated in the psychology of dreams, yet another one of my passions that I guess I’ll need to pursue in my next life. 🙂