So I had a series of dreams the other night. First I was trapped on the upper floors of the WTC while firemen were trying to evacuate the building on 9/11. I could feel the dust settling and the hopelessness. Frightening. When the building collapsed I woke up. Turns out I fell asleep with the TV on and Discovery was running a show about 9/11.
Okey dokey. It’s all okay, back to sleep.
Next dream my mother was dead. I don’t know how she died but it really freaked me out because I hadn’t talked to her that day at all (we usually talk every day) and in the dream there was no explanation or anything - just the knowlege that she was dead and the incredible despair and grief I felt. Scary.
Woke up again. Convinced myself not to call my mother at 2am and went back to sleep.
Here’s where it gets weird. I had a dream that I was asleep and felt a sharp pain in my chest. The pain woke me up (in my dream) and I found that a mouse was chomping away at my left boob. What?!!! That dream woke me up too!
Finally, my last dream of the night (that I remember) had to do with me losing my gold barette. I was distraught over losing it and it was bringing me to tears. In real life I do have a pretty gold barrette, but I’m not the least sentimental about it.
All 4 dreams had to do with loss. That’s all I can figure. Any takers?