Hello Steemit,

I mentioned yesterday how much I was suffering because of lack of sleep. Well guess what? I am still suffering today! I think I had just as much sleep as I did yesterday… a whole 4 hours! However, this time I did manage to have some dreams with what little sleep I managed to catch.

Tuesday 5th December 2017

I dreamed I was at my mum and dads previous house. There was a knock at the door. There were three people standing there. A woman and two men. The woman was a tall, skinny, white woman. She had auburn hair that was tied up in a ponytail. Then there was a larger tanned, round man with dark hair. Standing in the middle of the two was an Indian looking, young business man. His hair was ’over styled’. It was shaved at the sides with a massive gel quiff on top. He was a proper salesman. He said if I didn’t go with him and do what he wanted from a business perspective, then he was going to kidnap me and sexually assault me. I really detested this dream… but I ended up having the same dream twice!

Then I dreamt I was at a social club with a guy that I used to go and see DJ. I haven’t seen him for 6 or 7 years. There were loads of people there. Some were sat round white, rectangle tables and others propped up at a breakfast bar. As I walked in he said ”Hi” and kissed me on my cheek. My husband was with me and I introduced them. I had to introduce them a couple of times as the first time didn’t seem to sink in. I was looking for his friend that he duets with, but he wasn’t there. Everyone was sat around drinking beer and cider. Some people were eating sandwiches!

Finally I dreamed about my Granny again. My regular followers will know I lost my very much loved Granny 9 days ago. I dreamed I was at my mum and dads very old house. It’s 3 houses before the one they are currently living in. I remember last being in this house when I was about 5 years of age. I was sat in the living room with my Granny. We were sat around a round white table and we were sat on white metal chairs. My Granny was at the age where I have the most memories… around 65. We were on my laptop watching old videos of us doing all the things that I remember doing with my Granny. We were watching back all the memories from going on coach journeys she had taken my brother and I on when we were kids, all the theme parks she took us too and all the memories we had of school holidays and Christmas. It made me very happy.

Well Steemers, I have to say this was one of my worst and one of my best dreams combined. I hated my first dream. It made me feel sick. I don’t know why I had exactly the same dream straight after. My middle dream was a bit ’Meh’. Although I do miss the guys DJ-ing all those years ago. It’s not something that I am very eager to do. I was invited to a reunion this Saturday night, but unfortunately I am busy with helping with my Granny’s wake. I really did love my final dream. I didn’t want to wake up. I felt so warm, happy and at peace with my Granny. It was so lovely watching the memories with her. The strange thing is, we didn’t have a camcorder or take videos of our time together, only photographs. It was lovely to sit back and watch the moving pictures.

What do we make about this dream then? I’d love to know your thoughts.

If you enjoyed this dream, why not read my diary.