what dreams may come
Jan. 13th, 2019 12:31 pmDid I talk about the dream around a theater last week, where we had to dig up the concrete stage to install new wiring underneath, and there was a treasure and we (my students and I) had to get the treasure out before the illegitimate authorities showed up to remove the object and take credit for it, and probably also take control of any financial gain associated with it? Because that happened, and I was surprised because I ahve not been remembering a lot of dreams?
This morning my spare parents' coumpound (which does not exist) was being attacked by Irish pirates which they were defending vigorously and there was a shipment of arms and it was brightly colored but suspiciously heavy "toy" weapons designated by red thread on the barrels (some one clearly said "red thread, no dead" and it was unexpected) except I borrowed one and it actually shot real ammo and I took out a wall, or window, or something, and had to tell the sibs about it. There was additional fighting, some kissing, and a mysterious game played kind of like Mancala with morphing colored resin pieces, and then some was saying we'd won, and there were tears or relief, and the kissing person requested more kissing and I said (I think it is hilarious that I can remember this) "not right now, I am embarrassed" and they insisted I need not be embarrassed and I replied "I am embarrassed because I lost my head, and because I am losing this game, and because I have no pants on" and then I woke up.
With no headache.
I am wondering about the relationship between dreams and migraines.
This morning my spare parents' coumpound (which does not exist) was being attacked by Irish pirates which they were defending vigorously and there was a shipment of arms and it was brightly colored but suspiciously heavy "toy" weapons designated by red thread on the barrels (some one clearly said "red thread, no dead" and it was unexpected) except I borrowed one and it actually shot real ammo and I took out a wall, or window, or something, and had to tell the sibs about it. There was additional fighting, some kissing, and a mysterious game played kind of like Mancala with morphing colored resin pieces, and then some was saying we'd won, and there were tears or relief, and the kissing person requested more kissing and I said (I think it is hilarious that I can remember this) "not right now, I am embarrassed" and they insisted I need not be embarrassed and I replied "I am embarrassed because I lost my head, and because I am losing this game, and because I have no pants on" and then I woke up.
With no headache.
I am wondering about the relationship between dreams and migraines.