I don't know about others, but my experience with nightmares and dreams in general is that unless they're strong enough to wake me up I usually don't remember them. Last night I was having a rough time dealing with D.O.M.S. (Delayed Onset Muscle Soreness, means I worked out. yay for me) and had gotten my score back from my latest math test, and just barely finished some homework in time for personal finance today. After about an hour of rest I woke up in a puddle of sweat on my pillow cursing that if I didn't figure out this equation by morning I would lose $8,000.00 on my investment. That was the nightmare.
Thankfully after about 5 minutes of me struggling with whether or not to write out the problem on the bedroom wall, I realized what was happening, got up and found some Advil and was soon able to return to sleep and have a regular old nightmare about my new film teacher giving the class a lesson on the horror genre by taking us to a cabin in the woods and killing us one by one using different means. Before I woke up I remember asking him as he was about to hammer a nail into a lady's head, "what are you doing?" and his response was "This is an object lesson. Like if I was going to teach you how to play darts... except I'm throwing them at you."
I tried to cut off his arms with an ax meant for me... it wasn't as easy as that cow in mexico.
No comments:
Post a Comment