we all dream. many believe there is meaning behind our
dreams. a way of working things out in our minds at rest; a way of practice or
preparedness. or maybe our dreams are just signaling our fears, insecurities
and anxieties. some themes are very common- like nakedness, falling, being
chased or losing a tooth.
my first nightmare was of being bit on the hand by a cat. i was
sleeping in a crib i was so little, but i can still feel the sharpness of
the incisor as it sliced into the flesh between my thumb and pointer finger. i remember
waking up and seeing the pink elephants on my baby blanket and for a second
thinking i was smothered in cats. i remember my mother coming to me and pulling
me into her arms as i tried to convey my fear. i lacked the ability to talk but i still
remember that dream it scared me so.
sometimes our dreams seem real and other times they are
implausible.
lately i have been dreaming of dissolving. just disintegrating like ash smashed beneath a
cigarette butt or maybe like blowing glitter across paper strategically covered
in glue, some piece of me may stick, more will scatter.
the thing is…i am wide awake…
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