The Recurring Marriage Nightmare

A couple nights ago i had my recurring marriage nightmare. Its always a different totally random person I know that I'm about to marry. This time it was a boy from one of my old wards. I had been planning this wedding for a while. It felt so real. It was the day of my wedding and I realized exactly what was about to happen. I was about to commit to spend not only the rest of my life with this one person, but ETERNITY. Apparently I hadn't even considered the "for the rest of my life" part, because when i thought about that i kinda freaked out. when the "eternity" part hit my brain, oh boy was i worried. I didn't even like this person in a boy-girl sorta liking way. i was really concerned because i had spent all this time planning my wedding and now how could i just say "sorry charlie [not his name haha] i don't think so?" but i couldnt just marry someone. its kind of a big deal! sheesh it was stressful.

Anyhow, i thought to myself, "this is just like my horrible marriage nightmares coming true!" That must have made me realize i was dreaming because thats where the dream ended. THANK HEAVENS.

Oh. I just realized I never have actually had to deal with telling everyone that the wedding was off. Maybe my brain cant handle that. I do worry about having to tell everyone but the dream either ends or the story shifts before I have to deal with that. Hmmm looks like I've lucked out.

The broken-hearted creepo.

So a few nights ago I had another traysure of a dream. There was a man who was in love with me but i was NOT so much in love with him. woof. ps this was a real person i know. i am also definitely not in love with this person in real life.

He worked at this old really tall dimly lit and very grayish school building and for some reason I was in this building. He was hunting me down with a baseball bat but I was pretty tricky and eluded him quite well, which pissed him off more.

I guess he knew that I'm part Swedish and so everything in the building that reminded him of something Swedish he destroyed with his little bat. Apparently all the bathroom lights made him think of his Swedish ancestors. Those got attacked a lot.

I don't think he ever caught up with me and I'm pretty sure the dream just sorta ended, but I may have just forgot what happened. It's been a few days.

oh actually i think he killed some people, and then like the next day all the kids were talking about this horrible tragedy that happened at their school.

Murdered Again?

Well last night was another interesting one. I pretty much died again. Someone (a small group actually, like the mob) was chasing me behind the neighborhood i used to live in when i was little. It was like a golden-wheat-colored grass field with an abandoned warehouse.

when they caught up to me they shot me. multiple times. I think the bullets were tranquilizing bullets because each shot put me under a little more each time. I guess they wanted it to look like i was dead when my friend found me. There was also a thick IV tube attached to my arm and I saw my blood draining into it. I think thats how they could tell how unconscious I was. When it filled to the end with my blood i drifted away. I think it sorta killed me but i could be brought back.

I wonder why I die all the time in my dreams. I was just talking about my death dreams a couple days ago. and i was bragging how i can fly in my dreams. I'm pretty sure at some point last night in a dream i tried to fly away and it wasn't working. That's what I get for bragging about my sweet flying abilities I guess.

Oh also in another dream last night I was at my grandma's house and Will Smith came over. He was some hott stuff. haha.

Ok so last night I had a few dreams that I know of. I remember the last 2. The first of those 2, starting from where I can remember, began with me riding in a train or something with two of the doctors I work for, Dr. B and Dr. P. haha. I went to my house and these drug lords were checkin me out for possible wife-age/concubine-age. I was a little freaked out to say the least. I remember contemplating which behavior would deter them from me. I believe I decided on wigging out.

The next dream took place in a cafeteria/movie theater. My friend, Angie, was trying her hand at this movie-candy slot machine. It cost $25 to play. She said, "I really want to play, but I can't. I just don't have money to be spending." So this random guy walks up and puts 25 bucks in the machine. She pulls the lever and BAM! One bag of candy! (I think it was a little bag of Nibs) Wahoo. Later I looked in the drawer where the candy collected and there were actually like 10 bags of different things- chips, m&m's/skittles and these tiny white Granny B cookies I always get on my vending machine vacas with Whitney. Anyway, Angie told me I could take a couple so I did (and of course one of my choices was the little white cookies). The movie started and this is the first time I can think of that I remember there being music in my dream. The music started and I didn't actually see what was on the screen but it was an old-ish black and white movie (I don't know how I knew but I did). So Danny P is also there and some other peeps I know and we're all just chillin on the cafeteria seats and the music is playing and a few of us just start waving our arms vigorously like we're conducting, just to be silly I guess.

So this is the point where I woke up. It was a random little dream, but the thing is when I woke up I could still remember the music and I KNEW that I knew that song from somewhere. I figured it must have been from some movie I'd seen so I was racking my brain. I didn't want to start working or anything until I could remember so I wouldn't forget what it sounded like. It took me about 5 minutes but when the thought crossed my mind I KNEW what it was. You can listen/watch here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5tGA6bpscj8 The part that was in my dream starts @ 6:07. Good movie intro music, right? Man, my brain is good!

Um, ok. So I've decided to make a blog of my awesome dreams because, lets face it, they are quite legendary. However, I realized that the really great dreams don't come along that often so I may not keep up with this blog if I only use it to document the dreamage so I guess I'll just pepper in the stories of my unconscious little adventures along with the rest of whatever I happen to blog about. Good plan? I guess we'll see...