I have several blogs in my mind to write but they keep getting bumped by other things. This is an example of that. Dreams. We all have them. Whether they be daydreams, dreams of how our future will be or actual dreams that we have in our sleep. This is a blog about the latter.
Wikipedia dreams dreams as the following:
Dreams are successions of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations that occur involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep. The content and purpose of dreams are not definitively understood, though they have been a topic of scientific speculation, as well as a subject of philosophical and religious interest, throughout recorded history. The scientific study of dreams is called oneirology.
Well I have dreams like we all do. However I have never had what I had last night/this morning. I had a three-part dream. Straight up. This isn’t made up because I think it’d make a semi interesting blog post but this actually happened. I had a dream then woke up, then I had another dream that was linked to the previous dream then woke up and then I had a third dream and woke up and it concluded the story from my previous dream. I was in amazement when I woke up.
First of all we’ll start with the first dream. I was house-hunting on the Isle of Wight. Now I never foresaw moving back to the Isle of Wight. Heck it’s about as likely in the real world as me thinking that Ed Miliband would make a great statesman. By the way Ed Miliband would never make a great statesman. So that dream seemed strange but I had decided to move back and I was looking around this rather nice town house in Cowes. At this point I woke up.
I didn’t think much of it apart from ‘bugger why I am awake when it’s still dark outside’ but I quickly drifted off again. This time I’m packing my stuff to move house to the Isle of Wight. For some reason I was packing my stuff up from the back room of Hart Plain Church where I used to go as a kid. Weird. I’m clearly not living there (or am I…?) but even more bizarre was my step-brother was helping out and was getting impatient at how long I was taking because I was busy talking to someone. Someone I haven’t seen nor spoken to in maybe 11 years. Someone I went to school with and we were getting on rather well. It was like we were flirting. Weird (again) and then I woke up.
‘Why did turn up in my dream considering I’ve not spoken to her since I was 18?’ was the thought ringing through my head when I woke up. I know every so often you dream about people you haven’t seen in ages but it is always strange. I woke up and was greeted with the sound of a very heavy shower attacking my balcony. However I would drift off once more.
This time the same girl was there and she was helping me move into my new place. Wait a minute this is strange and then boom – we kissed and I woke up. It was like me waking up was the advert breaks in an evening drama on ITV. Heck it’d be better than half the rubbish they shove on to our screens. I woke up thinking ‘well that was weird’ and obviously not only the fact I was kissing said girl (which was way weird) but more interesting to me was the fact I actually had a dream which carried on from the previous dream. I have never had such a thing and if I could instruct my subconscious then I’d like more of them please.
I found the whole thing thoroughly entertaining and I do wonder if anyone has ever experienced the same thing before. Not the dreaming of kissing a girl bit as I suspect we’ve all done that but actually have a series of dreams one after the other that seem to be the same story? How unusual is that? To me it seems extremely unusual.
So to sum up. Please subconscious more of this. More. I loved it!
