What are your stress dreams about?
Last night I dreamed I was watching someone's toddler and they kept going by these steep wooden stairs
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Usually they become surreal, involving parts of my like but taken to an absurd level. I have lived many lives in dream, but none of those dreams I have lived unless I understand the metaphor I created for myself to understand.
Like why dream of communal living, with every wall covered with books never touched, while not knowing the room I am to sleep in, and I was wanting to know to keep my cats safe. Why throw in a barbed wire fence just beyond the deck where the host lets her cat play. And beyond that fence is a graveyard only for those who have lived there? Why another fence after, only lining the sides of the property and not keeping anyone in or out? While the host smirked about her cats? And there was a train track beyond the property.
I thought to myself, oh yeah, hope your cats are sneaky get through the barbed wire while you brag about giving them freedom and the only other place they have to go is a railway track. So smart.
Then I wake to my friend I had not seen in years, saying there is this book in their garage sale, and I'm kneeling looking it at as if it's real and he says, don't worry if you want something from the garage sale they don't charge who live here.
Huh? I get it... I feel vulnerable in connection and just went through unemployment which questioned where I would live.
Like why dream of communal living, with every wall covered with books never touched, while not knowing the room I am to sleep in, and I was wanting to know to keep my cats safe. Why throw in a barbed wire fence just beyond the deck where the host lets her cat play. And beyond that fence is a graveyard only for those who have lived there? Why another fence after, only lining the sides of the property and not keeping anyone in or out? While the host smirked about her cats? And there was a train track beyond the property.
I thought to myself, oh yeah, hope your cats are sneaky get through the barbed wire while you brag about giving them freedom and the only other place they have to go is a railway track. So smart.
Then I wake to my friend I had not seen in years, saying there is this book in their garage sale, and I'm kneeling looking it at as if it's real and he says, don't worry if you want something from the garage sale they don't charge who live here.
Huh? I get it... I feel vulnerable in connection and just went through unemployment which questioned where I would live.