Have been having weird dreams lately. Dreams that made no complete sense in reality, but still made sense somehow. HAHA. Even had an inception once. Is it because I am thinking too much, or am I just sleeping in peace?

I wouldn't normally remember what I dream of, but recently, they all seem to be something that I would remember when I wake up, making me go, "oh, I dreamt of that. Weird."

Daydreaming and fantasies. I like those. Where you can practically escape reality for abit, at least for awhile, before you are dragged back into so-called-hell. But life is good. Just that dreams are a much better forms of life. Where you can do almost everything you could actually imagine doing.. even some where you can NEVER imagine yourself doing. Suicide for example. I am dead sure that everyone has had this dream where you are falling off somewhere very very high and wake up suddenly when you were about to hit the ground. How I wish I could just hit the ground somehow and wake up after that. Just curious on what it would really feel like. Though the question remains, how is it possible that we can actually wake up before we actually 'hit' the ground...?

Probably one factor where I am actually missing literally EVERYBODY back at home, I am actually having glimpse of them in my dreams. However, as my psychology knowledge tells me, our dreams are actually the shortest part of the whole sleeping process. Which explains why all those dreams are extremely short, eventhough there seemed or even felt like it was never ending. Dreams are so weird that EVERYTHING CAN ACTUALLY HAPPEN. Again, I am saying, that it's like a reality that is being created, but its fictional, yet believeable. Nothing like movies. Movies are something we see in our waking sense, we feel it, but externally. Whereas, DREAMS are something that we feel and have hundred percent emotions and feelings and also expressions attached to.

No thank you. I would gladly have someone explaining to me what dreams really is rather than me researching it under Psychology if I had the chance to. It would only mean I would end up insane and miserable. :X

Especially when I am here, there is really no escaping on me missing the past of me as my present has yet to be established. It does seem like dreams are the only way I could bring myself back to those days, and relive them as though nothing has change, ever. Which in turn makes me realise, that all those dreams I have were all about the past, nothing that I was not familiar with, but definitely things that would not have happen then either. hrmmmm...

Here is the biased fact. I had no images of my mother in my dreams that I could remember. This would actually be one of the worst things that I could say as a daughter, but I am sorry, I am just being honest with myself. I would have to say it is probably because I barely got to spend much time with her all these while. Had dreams of my deceased grandmother for quite a few times now too. All in all, those who had been appearing in my dreams for the past few weeks had been those who I would have met or seen rather often.

Still, the question about dreams do question me to the ultimate. Some recurring dreams are said to bring different meanings too. I remember having a few. It had changed as the years passed. When I was in high school, I had this dream where I had this special strength where I could run really fast and could not feel tired at all. I did not keep track of when this recurring dream of mine disappeared. But I remember that I had them, alright. It wasn't until I stumbled upon some article on some magazine, talking about recurring dreams. Apparently, dreams of running like mine, meant that I wanted to run away, probably from some problems, and running away or avoiding had happen to be the only option then. Then starting last year, I had dreams where if I were to chew a chewing gum of any sort, I would have them being stuck to me teeth somehow. Disgusted, I never got myself near chewing gums anymore. Not only that, I also had this dream where I would have my whole set of teeth falling off from my gums, only to have a new set of teeth growing soon after. No idea what did that mean, but these were a few that I remember.

I have a fear of darkness. I would have to blame my dreams for that. If I am not mistaken, I had watched a ghost movie one night and I had this recurring dream of some ghost living under one of the beds at home. It was, to be precise, a bloody, rotten dog. That image somehow, I still can remember up til today. This was back when I was about... 4-7 years old? Somewhere within those younger days. It scared the crap out of me. Eventually it developed to be a fear, or a phobia sort of, where I will be afraid, scared to death whenever I am in a dark place. Pitch black darkness. I can never bear. All those spooky thoughts would immediately invade my brains and telling me that there is a chance something, someone or WHATEVER IT IS OUT THERE, could very well just pop up out of nowhere to scare the crap out of me. I can never survive a hounted house, eventhough I know they were all fake. I CAN NEVER.

DREAMS!
Look where it has brought me. And I still have a lifetime of dreaming to do. Which I very much look forward to. At least the brain is still doing something. :D Maximum capacity usage! woots! GO BRAIN! <3

owh. daydreaming is good too. It allows me to fantasies on things that I could see myself doing, but NEVER doing.

well. Dreaming itself is contradicting and argueable. Precisely why I refused to take Psychology this year. I would DEFINITELY go insane.

For the time being, I'll just enjoy whatever dreams I have. :D
Happy dreaming. :)

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