I have always found dream interpretation interesting, but have known the meanings themselves are complete bull, it’s just someone’s opinion on what it means.
The defrag theory is interesting, and much more plausible to me. I think for the most part, dreams are “chosen” based on what you’ve done in the last few days. I know if I am stressed about my car accident, I’m going to have a nightmare about car accidents in the next 2 or 3 days—so far, each dream has been a different car accident and a different situation, some are hitting pedestrians, some are close calls, and some are just car on car. The nightmares themselves don’t hold a hidden meaning, I am just having them because I’m stressed out about my accident and that’s how it’s coming out.
I think that’s on the right course, except I think it’s not about me, but about the other dogs. My mom has mentioned before that she feels bad that she’s neglecting the other dogs a bit because she has her own little who (rightfully so, with all that she’s been through) has been taking up her attention.
Although, I generally don’t think dreams mean anything. I know I have nightmares when I’m stressed, and car accident information (discussions, movies, etc) sets off my nightmares from my car accident again, but I don’t think there’s a specific meaning to anything.
Especially when I take Zzzquil. I always have weird dreams on that stuff.
I had a strange dream last night.
I dreamed I was trying to sleep because I was exhausted (probably because I was) and my aunt started pounding on the front door like something’s wrong. My sister and I answered it and it was like 2:30 in the morning, and she hands us something and says, while smiling, “Don’t worry, it’s not an emergency!”
Then I looked at Val and asked her when the last time she had seen our mom’s dog was, and that it had been a couple of days since I’d seen her, and we had to find her NOW before my mom realized she was gone.
In the dream, my mom had 2 dogs, but had given Molly so much attention she hadn’t realized her first dog when missing. The first dog was brown like Molly, but more the size of my dad’s Dixie, and I spent the rest of the dream asking Val what the dog’s name was because I couldn’t remember it, even when I opened Word to create a Lost Dog poster and I was going through all the photos I’ve taken trying to find one of her.
Then my alarm went off and I woke up exhausted, not just from not having enough sleep the last few nights (I took a Zzzquil and was in bed at 8 last night, though I wish I’d managed to fall asleep sooner) but from being so frantic in the dream.
What is up with that??
okay seriously if you’re in a relationship or even a friendship and you find yourself spending more time crying out of sadness or arguing with them, leave them. i don’t care if they’re a modern day aphrodite/adonis or a gift bestowed upon you by the gods. toxic people are dangerous and i highly advise cutting them out of your life and finding someone who makes you laugh until you snort your drink out your nose instead.
YES. I 100% agree. I did this with a “best” friend of 15 years. It broke my heart, but at some point you have to stand up for yourself, especially if it’s an unhealthy friendship, and just step away. It is one of the most difficult decisions I ever made, but in the long run, it’s pretty clear it was for the better.
I’ve been itching to share this for a while now. My last project was Cinderella, and since there’s already one version of Cinderella for Far Faria, I decided to do a Filipino version version just to mix it up.
My coworker bought me a bagel with cream cheese.
She said, “I ordered four bagels. We ended up with NINE. We still don’t know how.”