Dream a little Dream...

And so the holiday has also nearly come to an end. I’ve already started “studying” for my maths next week. Not being very successful, but I’ll have to start making a concerted effort soon.

The week has been great. I met up with some friends, some of whom I haven’t seen in months. I just wish I had more time and that I could get around to more people. I did a little vegging as well, but I need more.

I don’t consider myself a dreamer in the sense that I rarely remember my dreams. Most of the time it’s just nonsense anyway, so why bother? Well, this week I’ve had three dreams that kind of stood out. The first two had little significance, but I could identify distinct elements that directly related to past and future (well, something I thought would happen) events. This struck my, because my dreams almost never relates to real-world happenings (apart from the usual dé ja vu). The last one was different: it centred me and another person. This other person was – I’m not sure how to say - a combination of a couple of people I know and of feelings I have (towards them), a sort of personification. This person also played on my feelings and... I don’t know, but just experienced everything immensely personal. Everything happened very vividly can’t remember if it was a lucid dream.

I have the feeling my unconsciousness is screaming and trying to tell me something. I think I have an idea what it’s about, but I’m not sure I want to hear. Were the previous two dreams “training wheels” for dream interpretation? If this keeps going on, I might start keeping a dream journal.