Analyze What?

Okay, it’s boring reading, but it’s my psyche and you can’t have it! I recently realized I’m starting to remember more dreams, so I’m going to start keeping track of them.

4-1-07- Not really a joke here, just started in April. I seriously need to stop eating so late. Most of all because it just isn’t a healthy habit. But also, I’ve been having some fairly lucid dreams lately. Couple of nights ago, there was the dream about running a bunch of stairs, the old university setting, and my friend. This morning, I awoke with the vivid memory of a sex dream involving X. I woke up happy, then reality hit and, well, I probably just need to stop eating late at night.

 

4-2-07 Tuesday morning’s dream record: Something to do with being at a conference in a big city and going with people I haven’t seen in a long time. But the cool part was after I wandered around the city for a bit, I found myself at a kind of semi-open deli on a ‘Bourben Street in New York’ kind of area. I realized that Billy Joel was buying something and humming an unknown tune. He kind of stopped mid-song for a second and I hummed what sounded good to me to continue the song. He looked up at me surprised and laughingly said something like, “Hey, I like that!” He went on singing aloud now and I was jazzed that I met Billy Joel! Imagine meeting a musical idol and he liked your idea.

4-4-07 Last night was about CG being kidnapped from school. I raced after the bad guy and followed him into the neighborhood near by. I never saw CG’s face in this or the bad guy’s face. I called for help on the cell phone, but never saw any other adult. Unresolved conclusion.

4-10-07 Sleep wasn’t all that great during Easter weekend. Last night saw more dreaming, but only one was clearly remembered.  Purely by accident, I realized I could a little higher. I started running and jumping over fences. The more I jumped, the better I got. At one point, I was running through a neighborhood after dark and was jumping from the ground to a rooftop. I would jump from house to house. In reality, I do have a healthy problem with heights and that in the dream it felt like pure joy to fly though the air. It got to the point where I was jumping several stories and feeling so free as I fell to the next landing. Since I was a small child, I would have dreams about flying through the air or falling great distances and enjoying the feeling. I woke up wanting to go outside and jump high into the sky.