What do you think it means, doctor?
Nov. 10th, 2004 10:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sinanjuI've noticed a new trend in my anxiety dreams of late.
For many years now* my subconscious has expressed my anxiety thru dreams about college. Dreams in which I suddenly realize that I had a class on my schedule that I'd forgotten about (or sometimes had never known about), and now I was failing it. Dreams in which I had a class I needed to attend, but I didn't know where on the campus it could be found. Dreams in which I found my class, but I didn't have any of the textbooks and had done none of the reading.
Lately, though, my dreams have involved leaving college. Realizing that I'm supposed to move out now but I haven't packed, and I can't possibly take everything. Or I don't know where I'm supposed to move to.
And, on a lighter note, sometimes my dreams are just plain nuts. I was having a dream the other night in which I was on an island with several other people. We werearguing discussing who would be most appropriate to the various roles on Gilligan's Island and/or who would get voted off the island first. It all made sense at the time, of course.
At some point, however, one of the women present was obviously feeling quite jealous of many of the other women. She was also feeling quite superhuman, apparently, because I suddenly realized that most of the women in the group (which now numbered in the hundreds) were missing. A moment's scrutiny revealed that all of the women still present were definitely less attractive than the jealous woman.
Then I realized where all the missing women were. Jealous Gal (tm), displaying superhuman strength and speed on a par with Superman, had seized them one by one and flung them skyward like so many dolls, had flung them so high they could no longer be seen. Only now they were all falling earthward again (with not a single cry for help or scream among them, oddly).
Yes, it was about to be raining gorgeous women. But not, alas, in a good way. I couldn't catch all of them. In fact, I could only catch one. But I did catch one. The others all plummeted to the ground in a remarkably un-gruesome way, given the situation. The woman I caught was, of course, the woman Jealous Gal most disliked.
This fact was brought to Jealous Gal's attention by one of the women who had not been flung high into the air, who turned to stare at us, and then applauded my heroism in a slow and insulting fashion, thereby drawing Jealous Gal's baleful gaze in our direction.
This, naturally, led her to attack me and a classic comic book brawl ensued. Fortunately this dream did not lead me to wake my wife as I twitched in my sleep with the force of my efforts to flatten my opponent (as I did a few nights earlier).
For many years now* my subconscious has expressed my anxiety thru dreams about college. Dreams in which I suddenly realize that I had a class on my schedule that I'd forgotten about (or sometimes had never known about), and now I was failing it. Dreams in which I had a class I needed to attend, but I didn't know where on the campus it could be found. Dreams in which I found my class, but I didn't have any of the textbooks and had done none of the reading.
Lately, though, my dreams have involved leaving college. Realizing that I'm supposed to move out now but I haven't packed, and I can't possibly take everything. Or I don't know where I'm supposed to move to.
And, on a lighter note, sometimes my dreams are just plain nuts. I was having a dream the other night in which I was on an island with several other people. We were
At some point, however, one of the women present was obviously feeling quite jealous of many of the other women. She was also feeling quite superhuman, apparently, because I suddenly realized that most of the women in the group (which now numbered in the hundreds) were missing. A moment's scrutiny revealed that all of the women still present were definitely less attractive than the jealous woman.
Then I realized where all the missing women were. Jealous Gal (tm), displaying superhuman strength and speed on a par with Superman, had seized them one by one and flung them skyward like so many dolls, had flung them so high they could no longer be seen. Only now they were all falling earthward again (with not a single cry for help or scream among them, oddly).
Yes, it was about to be raining gorgeous women. But not, alas, in a good way. I couldn't catch all of them. In fact, I could only catch one. But I did catch one. The others all plummeted to the ground in a remarkably un-gruesome way, given the situation. The woman I caught was, of course, the woman Jealous Gal most disliked.
This fact was brought to Jealous Gal's attention by one of the women who had not been flung high into the air, who turned to stare at us, and then applauded my heroism in a slow and insulting fashion, thereby drawing Jealous Gal's baleful gaze in our direction.
This, naturally, led her to attack me and a classic comic book brawl ensued. Fortunately this dream did not lead me to wake my wife as I twitched in my sleep with the force of my efforts to flatten my opponent (as I did a few nights earlier).
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Date: 2004-11-11 10:33 am (UTC)