The Originals

I have two dreams I remember having from a very early age. The first one was that it was a very rainy, gloomy day and we lived in a house with a huge front yard, woods in back, and a TON of windows. A babysitter was watching me, the rain was beating on the windows and this frog came into the house. He was wearing one of those ruffled clown collars and had a staff like some sort of king, and he talked. He told me he was going to kill me and I called the police. The police came and he disappeared. They all called me crazy and no one believed me. The police left and the frog came back to torment me til I woke up.

The second dream was a recurring one about OJ Simpson actually, way before he was ever in trouble for anything. I was taking a tour of a prison and the warden was leading us around. We got to the electric chair and he said they were going to give a demonstration. OJ was in the hot seat. The warden told me I could hold his hand and feel the electricity but that it wouldn't hurt me. I really didn't want to do it but felt pressured somehow so I held OJ's hand as they electricuted him. I could feel the current and it hurt me. I let go and there were clay flower pots on the windowsill. I pushed them out one by one and watched them break on the sidewalk below.

So now am I crazy?

A Few Random Dreams

A couple nights ago in my dream I logged into Facebook (yes, Facebook has entered my dreams) and it said, "New Life Event: Lindsey is Dead". I wasn't even shocked in my dream just a little disappointed and thought "I wonder why it says that because I don't feel dead".

Last night it was my mother and I packing up from a trip we were on. It was time to go home and our stuff was just EVERYWHERE. We couldn't figure out what was mine and what was hers. I needed to take a shower and I couldn't figure out how the shower worked. It had a strange hose and the door wouldn't stay shut so people kept coming in. It was really quite a frustrating dream overall. Nothing was going right at all.

Another dream I've had recently was that I went to the Lincoln Park Zoo and got to the bear enclosure and there were people in there instead. I asked why there were in there and they said it was their turn and soon it would be mine. I have no idea what that meant.

Maybe I need to find a dream interpreter? I'm sure all of it would be stress or anxiety dreams. I wish I could tell the future or something!

Ozarks Here We Come!

2 nights ago I had a dream that we were down in Missouri visiting my Aunt and Uncle at their house in the Ozarks. There were lots of house boats parked at the dock, all of which were really fantastic and expensive. One in particular was the best one and had a pool in it with a screened in porch. You could actually swim down deep in the pool and get out into the river the boat was floating on. (I have no idea how. It's a dream, people.) This spectacular boat was owned by one of my clients, Sunny. She also had 3 cats that lived on her house boat. She asked me to keep an eye on them because they kept getting out. I checked on them every 5 minutes. One of the times I came back to check the whole boat was gone. I saw it floating down river with my step sister and her husband, and Dan on it. I was so mad they left without taking me with! Then I woke up.

Blizzard 2012

Yesterday we noticed there were boats in the harbor for the first time this year. I mentioned that it was only April and that we've had plenty of snow in past Aprils. Well of course this lead my brain to manufacture a dream about a world ending blizzard. There was no open water, just snow all the way across Lake Michigan. We couldn't open our doors because the snow was too high and the roof started collapsing in on us. Hopefully, there's no snow this April for the boat owner's sake.

A Dream That Needed to Set Before Going Public

I've had quite a few dreams in the past weeks I haven't posted but they've all been WAY too far gone to actually tell anyone about. Let me give you an example:

I had a dream that a guy I barely know and see like once a year came to this hotel that my mother and I were at. He was high as a kite in this dream, but I've heard that he's a devout Christian in real life and doubt that would ever really happen. He stumbled around and got crazy and got upset when I wouldn't date him in this dream and then he left while chasing dogs around the yard and huffing a fire extinguisher. I don't think you can even really do that.

SO this is why I haven't posted lately. But here's another, more shareable one I had 2 nights ago...

Dan and I were in Wisconsin at Farm & Fleet. If you're not familiar they sell everything from manure buckets to overalls to food for humans and food for dogs. In this dream they also sold teeny tiny horses. I picked one up and carried it all around the store and it loved me and I loved it and I bought it and brought it home to Chicago. The cats weren't happy. I woke up missing my tiny horse!

I think my brain is trying to compensate for something.

A Hairy Situation

Last night every time I closed my eyes I'd dream about cutting hair. I find it really annoying to go to work and then come home and think about work and then go to sleep and dream about work. It makes for a really long work day.

It wasn't just cutting hair though, it was royally screwing up hair in this ongoing dream. I dreamed that I was doing a haircut but every cut I made looked like total crud. I'd try to fix it and it would just get worse. The client would yell and cry and I didn't know what to do. I kept waking up in a sweat! I even got up and drank some water, turned on the light trying to wash the dream away from my brain but when I laid back down, there it was.

Of course when 8am rolled around I was sleeping super soundly but it was time to get up.

Chompers

Last night my dream centered around my teeth. I've read lots of things about teeth and dreams. Anxiety, money, others' perception of you, your perception of yourself, pregnancy, etc. I'm pretty sure this one is nothing deep for me. I grind my teeth at night.

I was walking down a summer road, lots of green lawns, white fences, big trees. I crunched down on something and realized it was my tooth so I spit it out like a wad of gum and looked down at it. It was an entire row of teeth, like dentures, all connected. I thought it was strange but it didn't really bother me. There was something else in my mouth so I spit that out. There was another tooth, cracked into a million pieces. I felt around with my tongue and half my teeth were gone. This seemed perfectly normal to me. I mean I wanted my teeth back but I was just a little disappointed.

I woke up and felt around my teeth with my tongue again, all my teeth are still intact.