Every night for the last week or so, I have been having these dreams. I would not exactly call them nightmares. I have not dreamed of ghouls and ghosts since I was around 8 years old, and I definitely do not dream of myself sitting in class naked. In fact, that would not bother me as much as these dreams do.
Lately, I have been getting two types of dreams; One of which I enjoy thoroughly until I wake up, and then I realize that it is not reality, and usually cannot be reality. The other, in which I dream of the way things currently are, and what the worse case scenario could be regarding that. The first usually depresses me for the next day or so, until I snap out of it. While the second just wakes me up, so I realize that I have not lost my laptop, got kicked out of University, been left by someone I love deeply for another. Usually I wake up, and I feel shitty, but it dissappates quickly, since it’s only "bad in the dream."
The first one is especially bad when it’s something that I thought I had gotten over years ago. For example, recently I had a dream that I was back with Stephanie in Montreal, and that I had dropped UofW when I told her and switched to McGill just so I could be with her. I was just graduating, and because of that we were looking to get a condo overlooking the river. I was happy, had a good job lined up, and was ready to have a family. In fact, while I don’t remember for sure, I think she was pregnant in the dream. Now, it is easy to dismiss this as just latent fantasy, but, for me, it is frustrating. Steph is completely gone for me, and nothing I can do now will change that. So, while I’m happy in the dream, I wake up in my room, look around and realize that I’m alone, at UofW, and I know exactly where I am. There is no more chilling experience than losing your ability to have morning amnesia. In the words of Scott Adams, "Morning amnesia, God’s way of keeping you from waking up screaming."
The other type of dream is only bad in the short term. I generally wake up shaky, and not very pleased with myself. On the plus side, I feel better because I know that my laptop is downstairs, or that person A did not call me up and tell me that I’m a horrible person, or that I didn’t fail out of 2 courses that I was doing well in, or, in the weirdest variation, I was not sent back to do grade 6 because my teacher forgot to teach me some small thing in the social studies department.
Now, do not get me wrong. While I sometimes hate my dreams, they also sometimes give me great insights into whatever I have been working on or thinking about lately. It’s quite fun to wake up, look at a programming problem, or math problem, and suddenly see a solution you did not see the night before.
Oh well, I think I am awake now, and I guess I only have to fear the next time I sleep. Will I dream? Will it be good or bad? I do not know. I view dreams as just a mental feedback loop with randomness added, in a weird way they help people sort out and solidify their memories from recent time. Hopefully, with all of these weird dreams, I will gain something positive.
Sweet dreams,
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