
Why? Why does my brain do this to me?
Not even me, apparently.
All too often I wake up in the middle of the night and scratch down a few notes to help me remember the dream I was just having. Then I go back to sleep, eager to experience my next nocturnal adventure.
But sometimes when I wake up I look at those notes and they make absolutely no friggin’ sense.
For example, what do you make of this:
Manboobs
Fury over getting my hours cut back
That makes it impossible for us to have kids over
Luck you!
Him: I don’t FEEL LUCKY…
That doesn’t even ring a bell. I have no idea what I could have been thinking as I wrote that.
However, clearly it must have been a nightmare. Manboobs and all…
It kind of makes me understand how people with early onset Alzheimer’s must feel. Yikes.
… And let’s not forget the maniac wielding said chainsaw.
Except, in this case — at least at one point — the chainsaw-wielding maniac was ME.
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You are slave to my nocturnal whims!
Most experienced lucid dreamers will tell you that in order to make your sleeping mind clue into the fact you’re dreaming, you need to do regular “reality checks.”
But what do you do when your sleeping mind uses your reality check to seriously mess with your head?
That’s what happened to me last night…
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I hate it when my insecurities bubble through into my dreams and ruin a good time.
… Not that being a common foot soldier trudging through a muddy field with the rest of the troops should be considered a good time. But it beats being told you’re a jealous, demanding, unlovable shrew who’s unworthy of her boyfriend’s affections…
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The horror! The horror!
Before I went to sleep on Friday, I wrote in my dream journal that I wanted to do something in my dreams that made me feel wild and free.
I got my wish. But not in any way I could have imagined…
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One night I will BE the plane that flies to destinations unknown
Why do I always miss the plane in my dreams?
I mean, I’d really like to go on a vacation somewhere. But even in my dreams, my desire for escape is constantly thwarted.
Hmm… Do you think there’s something my subconscious is trying to tell me?
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