The Stuff Dreams (or Nightmares?) Are Made Of

I haven’t done a dream post lately because I’ve been struggling to remember my dreams the last few months. I can hold on to a few small pieces and sometimes the emotion but nothing more and it’s getting annoying because my dreams are crazy 🤪.

Last night, I was able to hold on a to a little more detail than usual (but not as much as past post) so I thought I would document what I could and you, My Lovelies, can break out the pop psychology and let me know your interpretations.

This is what I got today…. In one dream, I go into this huge room made entirely of windows (I’m talking floor to ceiling) and I’m singing some song and dancing as I enter. There are two reality “stars” from a show called Summer House (Lyndsey and Carl for those who watch) sitting at a desk and whatever I’m singing is meant to tease them about their relationship, but not in a mean way. I also comment on another couple from the same show (Craig and Paige) saying something to the effect that Craig knows he would normally never get a girl like Paige (why would my brain conjure that up? No idea 🤷‍♀️). They roll their eyes at me and continue working while I make my way to a couch in the room. Next thing I know, the window behind them turns into a large TV screen and there is this massive wave building. It looks like it’s going to crash on us but it’s not, because dreams.  However, under crest of the wave is some sort of animal (dog, bear cub, fox?) walking on/through the water and I’m freaking out about the poor thing as the wave is about to crash then… nothing. The dream is gone, and I have a moment of panic about what happened to the dream animal before coming to my senses 😆😆😆.

The next dream I remember bits and pieces of had to do with tree stumps and roots and an axe 😳. It started with me talking to someone about the roots he was digging up and how we were going to get rid of them. While we were talking, he starts pulling on one and it just keeps going and going and going. It’s like when you find the end of a buried wire or rope (or tree root 😁) and you tug on one end it to pull it out of the ground but it’s way longer than you think. I don’t believe we got to the end of that root, but we started to chop it up and get it out of the ground. Next, they encouraged me to chop up the tree stump (which was cut to ground level and not at all how you get rid of a stump 😆) and I took a few whacks at it feeling myself as I struck it. But then the dream shifts and I’m at some kind of event and there is a person(?) sitting on a bench with a pillow stuffed head telling me to take a whack at their head with my axe!?! But before I do that I ask if I will hurt them, and they say know no (I have been doing this a lot lately 🤦‍♀️) and show me that the top of their head already has slashes in it, and it’s filled with stuffing, like a stuffed animal. And if it isn’t weird enough already, after I look at the head, I squish it to make sure there is nothing solid I would hit if I swung the axe 😱. And as I raise the axe to swing the dream fades away, and I wonder what the hell is going on in my brain when I sleep. I was willing to swing the axe as long as it wasn’t a real head? 

I think I need to see my therapist 😬.

And so ends another foray into the twisted mind that I possess 😆😆. Thoughts? 

Interpretations appreciated, the funnier the better 😁.