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I Had a Dream…Dreams?

January 23, 2014

I’m back sooner than I expected to be. Usually, there are months in between post times. But, moving on, I’d like to say thank you to my new followers and readers of the blog! It’s such a great feeling knowing new people are reading this. I had a pair of really, really bizarre dreams Tuesday night/Wednesday morning. I don’t remember much, but what I do had been running through my mind all day Wednesday. Both dreams dealt with death, but in different ways. In one dream, there had been a death in my family, but I don’t know whose. An estranged uncle perhaps. The only things that I remember from that dream, was a scene where I was talking to my cousin and other relatives. She was telling me about getting a ride. Even though the dream was about death, and a funeral it was actually really funny. I do remember that that particular dream was like a dark comedy.

Now, the other dream (if it was a separate dream…I feel like they were both happening congruently, or this one was part of the same story line as the previous dream…or something. I don’t know.) Anyways, this dream was the one that really stood out to me. I was going back home to visit from college. I guess in dream time it had been around two years since I had gone back. I get there, and I see my old chow-chow dog that passed away in 2005. It looked like I’m assuming it would have looked if it had lived beyond ten years old. Slightly gray, thinner, older for sure, but alive. And seeing. My dog was blind when he passed away. I enter the room, and he glances up, wags his tail, and moves his body back down to the carpet. Seeing his senility, and the fact that he hadn’t seen me in two years it was understandable to me that he wouldn’t know who I was. I remember I reached out my left hand to his snout so he could get my scent. As I edged closer to his nose, it began to twitch and his tail began to move. He slowly got up from the carpet, looked at me, and immediately got a smile on his old puppy face. I was crying. I reached out and hugged him and said “Mickey, I’ve missed you so much!”. That was the last bit of the dream I remembered as I woke up.

I was trying to make myself recollect who had passed away in the first dream, but it was useless. I couldn’t remember for the life of me. The dream with my dog however, had shaken me. I had not thought about my dog earlier that night, in fact I hadn’t thought about him in quite a while. If I had thought about him, that would have made more sense for me to dream about him, as he would have been on my mind and once I was sleeping, in my subconscious. The dream stayed with me, because it was soooo left field with no apparent reason for occurring. I awoke feeling an incredible sadness and longing. I was still feeling the hug I had given my dog. Apart from this, I felt hopeful. Hopeful that him being dead was actually the dream and he was alive and was currently that old dog I had seen. But a minute after, the realization he wasn’t alive came back and I lay in bed, and began to analyze the dream. The dream was about me going home from college, and seeing my dog. Problematic for two reasons. 1.) My dog passed away in 2005 when I was a junior in high school. 2.) It was definitely set in the quasi-present because of the whole college thing. (I’m a recent graduate.) Meaning, that if my dog was alive right now, it would have been 18 years old. Which, when thinking about it would explain how he looked in the dream. All in all, it could mean something or it could mean nothing. It was just so strange that I dreamt what I dreamt. I swear, the random things I dream sometimes.

And as I finished writing this, Bob Dylan’s Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door played on Pandora.

One Comment leave one →
  1. Graham permalink
    January 23, 2014 2:05 pm

    I think all dreams mean something, but their significance varies.

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