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I'm a vivid dreamer (also an active sleeper - have more than once woken boyfriend up by kicking the shit out of him in my sleep - but that's another thread for another day). I can remember many of my dreams as well, and damned if I can figure out how they relate to my real life. If they do....frequently I hope not, because the ones in which I let my ex-husband move back in and he promptly re-hoards the house full of shit....those dreams piss me off and waking up pissed off isn't a great way to start the day. Last night I dreamed SO and I got married. OK, fair enough, we've discussed it a time or two but neither of us feels a pressing need to tie the knot. The super weird part had to do with my dad and his "wedding surprise": we left the church and discovered that Dad had organized this massive parade for us. Like Macy's parade massive except I don't remember there being balloons. It was kind of a cross between the Doo Dah Parade and Pride (there was a biker bunch and they were all dressed as the Village People). Dad was particularly proud of the Grand Marshal he'd gotten to lead this marital celebration parade: a guy named Paul, who was riding his Magic Tractor. Paul and His Magic Tractor were apparently a Very Big Deal in my alternate reality of sleep. I do not drink. The only drugs I take are the antidepressants I have been on for the past four years. The last thing I watched before falling asleep was Investigation Discovery and there were no shows with parades, dudes named Paul, or tractors. This is a normal night's sleep for me. I'm not worried about it, particularly, but thought I'd toss it out there in case anyone has the remotest idea of where some of this shit comes from. I took Dream Studies in college, but it was final semester of senior year, just a fun class, and it's been awhile.