Lately I have noticed something: I wake up, and recall having dreams. This is not a big deal for most people, but for me it is. For the past five or six years, I have been barely able to recall my dreams, if I even have any in the first place.
In the past two days, however, I have been able to recall five separate dreams, with two standing out very well in my memory. A large part of my former creativity was based around images from my dreams ("Event Horizon," anyone?), and I have felt creatively stifled in the last few years because of this. I hate to over-analyze myself and my dreams, but it's hard not to. Below is an example from the last two days.
Dream One: I spend an entire day at Otsego High School, running through a full school day as I remember it from my senior year. The big focus of the dream was a small device I carried. It was essentially similar in form to an ARCHOS AC604 multimedia device.
Analysis: I believe my obsession over having to choose a new phone (for our Verizon Wireless contract renewel) is putting me on gadget-envy overload, as I want some new sexy tech, but most likely won't get it. This happens all the time when I see the latest and greatest from ARCHOS. As for the time period, I used to have an ARCHOS Multimedia Jukebox 20 in high school, which might help have framed this dream.
Dream Two: This one came out of nowhere. I was in love with Lacey again. We sat in a quiet hallway, quiet and shy of each other due to our now 4-month and counting split. However, we quickly proceed to become familiar with each other, both emotionally and physically (really, really quick, might I add). That is the dream in a nutshell.
Analysis: Is my complete and purposely-active ignorance of Lacey really me denying very-buried feelings? Or is it a longing for a whole different type of person that I buried when her and I split? It's hard to say, because I am 110% happy with who I have become in the last few months...
*sigh*
Out.
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