Morning Steemit!

Just as I suspected, I am aching all over from my intense workout yesterday. Guess I won’t be doing much today! Ouchie! Never mind though, I have a tonne of dreams for you all.

Courtesy of Stella Im Hultberg

Tuesday 7th November 2017

I dreamed I was at a football match. I couldn’t tell you who was playing. I don’t even think they were real teams in real life, but in my dream, both teams were famous. One team had a red and white patterned kit and the other team wore blue and red. I was at the stadium and and I walked through an area that was just straight and the players were there all hanging out and having refreshments. It was like walking through a pit stop but rather then cars, it was football players. I just skipped down the area happily with a big smile on my face. It was very warm. The sun was shining and the sky was very blue.

I dreamed I was out in the sticks in some archaeological place. The landscape was full of green fields. Not a building in sight, apart from the one hut my husband and I were in. The hut had stone walls and the roof was thatched. In the middle of the hut was a wood fire. We were sat round it eating bread! There was so much bread and different types as well. Both my husband and I were tucking in and my husband said ”This bread is so fresh and fluffy! The flavour is wonderful, good crust but it is a bit oily”. What a bread connoisseur! I thought. He was right though. The piece of bread I had was a round crusty roll. It had a garlic and herb crust and when you ripped the roll open, the garlic and herb swirled around on the inside as well. A bit like a swiss roll. My hands did feel rather greasy though. After we finished eating the bread, we found a pile of lanterns. The lanterns were in the shape of dogs heads. The lantern itself was made of orange glass and it had black paint for the ears, eyes and nose.

Then I suffered sleep paralysis! This must be the third time in as many weeks I have suffered. I was fast asleep in my bed. I wanted to wake myself up but I could barely move or open my eyes. When I could just about pull a little bit of my eyes apart, I saw I was lying in the bay window in the front room of my mum and dads old house. The ceiling had 3 big plastic panes of glass and the yellow light shone through. I kept drifting in and out of consciousness. I didn’t want to fall back to sleep as I wouldn’t be able to wake myself up again! Once again I was drowsy in the bay window again. The curtains were half open. I didn’t want people to be able to walk past and see me ’sleeping’. I didn’t have the energy to lift my arms up to pull them closed.

I dreamt I was in town at my local pub where I used to hang out all the time. I was outside in the smoking area. I was talking to a couple of the guys that were outside. I was smoking with them. The sky turned a dark grey and it started to rain. We huddled under the parasol. I sparked up another cigarette. Whilst I was talking I realised I wasn’t getting much suction off the cigarette. I looked at it and I had lit it backwards! I turned the cigarette round to light it properly. I took a drag and the tobacco burst into my mouth! It was disgusting! It was like taking a mouthful of pubic hair and I couldn’t get rid of it. I felt sick!

Finally I dreamt I was still in town but I was lying on a bench in the high street. I was hidden under a big duvet along with my Louis Vuitton handbag. There was a lot of noise, like some event was happening. I saw hen parties everywhere and people dressed up in fancy dress! Then a fat girl pulled down her leggings and farted over the duvet where my head was! I flung the duvet back like a ’bat out of hell’ and I dug my nails into her face as I squeezed her skin and pulled her hair! There was someone filming it on their mobile phone. That fat slag got what she deserved!

Well I had a lot of dreams for you all. I hope you find them fascinating as much as I do. I have to say about the sleep paralysis though. I used to have an episode once every 6 months, but it has happened so much lately. I find it happens when I’m wide awake for hours on end. My body just seems to shut down so quickly into a very deep sleep. The trouble is my mind wakes up and I can’t move or breathe properly. I feel like I’m trapped between real life and dreaming. It’s very scary. No matter what I do, I can’t shake myself to wake up or scream at the top of my voice as no sound comes out. When I do wake up, I am so drowsy! Just as well I’m having a duvet day!

If you enjoyed this, why not read my diary.

Dream Diary

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September
30/9/17 | 29/9/17 | 28/9/17 | 27/9/17 | 26/9/17 | 25/9/17 | 24/9/17 | 22/9/17 | 21/9/17 | 20/9/17 | Recurring Dreams