Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Morning Conversations

Common morning dialogue in our house:

Me: I had the weirdest dream last night.

Jon: Really?? Oh wait, that happens every night.

Me: No, but this one was really weird...

And then I proceed to tell him the details.

I have a few recurring dreams:

1. Awkward driving dreams: I am driving a car, but something isn't right. Sometimes I am sitting in the backseat, reaching my arms up to the steering wheel. Sometimes I am heading up a hill and am at such a steep incline that I can't see the road--only the sky above me (I had this one last night--and we were on the edge of a mountain, which made it a bit more dangerous).

2. Teeth falling out: One or several of my teeth come loose, just like when I was little. I wiggle it until it comes out...and then I realize that it was one of my permanent teeth. Each time I have this thought, "I've dreamt about this happening so many times, and now it finally happened for real." And I have a sense of dread that I've just lost a tooth.

3. Snakes: Everywhere I look there is a snake, but no one else seems to notice or care. Whoever I am with will walk ahead of me down the sidewalk, but when I try, there are snakes everywhere.

Any interpretations?

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Here's my interpretations:
1. You're secretly British and want to drive on the wrong side. Or, it's all about the journey and not the road we take to get there.
2. You yearn for the tooth fairy. Or, you distrust permanence.
3. You have a reptile fetish. Or, you need to visit the shack.

bec said...

i had a weird dream last night too!

first of all, i was working at starbucks. but it wasn't the starbucks i work at. it was in some kind of church or school. and there were customers trying to come in and buy stuff after we were closed, and all the other workers went in a completely different part of the building, leaving me to try and explain to mad people that there was nothing i could do for them.

then, i got away from there, but was carrying a TON of stuff. my stuffed bulldog winston, a pillow, i don't even know what else.

so i get home walk down the hall to my room, and my mom says 'there is a surprise in sarah's room for you.' and i open the door, and it's emaline! she had tears in her eyes and she looks at me and is like 'hi becca, i am in premature labor.' and then i saw that she was definitely pregnant. and i thought to myself in the dream, 'i didn't even KNOW she was pregnant! what kind of friend am i???' but i had to play it off because she was so distraught. and i had no idea why she had come to our house in premature labor but she did.

and then i was woken up by a noise in my room, so things never finished playing out.

your dreams sound much more promising of having a meaning behind them if you ask me.