“Sweet Dreams Darling”…..”but I don’t dream”……”I do”.
I do dream a lot, when I am sleeping that is, well that’s what my mind tells me however I am not sure whether my eyes are open or closed. I can also recount my dreams very well but I am guessing an expert in the field will confirm a scientific theory behind that.
Anyway, I have been replaying a dream I had last night, this is how it went.
The location of the dream was some sort of docks, I know that because there was a ship, lots of water and kind of those cobble roads around us. I say us because I was not alone, but I can’t quite “place the faces”. All of a sudden I was confronted by a tall monster, who was being handcuffed. The tall monster tried to escape and transformed into a tall person, some young kid popped out from nowhere to shoot it but I put my hand in front of the gun, the tall person then rapidly got wrestled to the ground and pumped with an injection to calm it down.
I suddenly awoke, stared at the ceiling and thought, how strange. This morning I was still chewing over the dream and it finally occurred to me various bits from yesterday/weekend which I could relate to this dream, so here goes:
Location @ Docks: Just this past Sunday and yesterday, the wife and I have been talking about booking a trip away to the Isle of Wight, so instantly ships and water have been on my mind.
Tall Monster turns human: This is a strange one, one of my Twitter friends mentioned to me as a joke that she was 10ft tall. I then responded to her that for such a tall person she would make a good goalkeeper. The monster part? Well she is kind of scary in the Blogging/Twitter world.
Monster is handcuffed: This is brilliant. I was watching an old movie last night, Absent Without Leave (AWOL), starring the one and only Jean-Claude Van Damme, who in one scene is about to be handcuffed.
Boy with a gun: OK, so my kids have been playing with their Nerf guns all weekend, on the rampage at home.
Tall Human get’s injections: Yesterday morning I got my last injection from the nurse for my trip to India; although I am not 10ft tall.
It sounds as if I made most of this up, but I kid you not!
So, how well do you remember your dreams?