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mincepies give you nightmares
I had loooaaadddsss of mini nightmares last night. Nothing too dreadful but I've got 'a bit of a head on' as they say up here. One of them was actually quite useful. I was dreaming about having to walk down a dark path in the dark night and I was using a torch I've got that you can stick on your head or wrap round your wrist.
Then I woke up and went downstairs for something. On my way back I switched on a light which went 'ping'. When this happens, my magic fuse box helpfully flips a switch which makes all the lights in the house not work. To fix it I have have go under the stairs and flip the switch on again. This requires a torch. I have been using the torch upstairs to locate hidden snails.
I couldn't find the wretched torch anywhere and then I thought '!' I can use the one in the dream. It was in my coat pocket because I do use it to light my way down dark streets and it was very good for locating the fuse box.
This sort of thing happens to me quite often. if I dream odd things it is usually worth having a think to see if there is a message there somewhere. Like when I dreamt there were pills all over the floor and my kitten was eating them and when I woke up there were pills all over the floor but I was able to put them away before the kitten got any ideas about eating them. (Which I don't think he would have but maybe some old dead aunt was worried?)
So the things to look out for today are... I dreamt the snails got out and multiplied and were stuck all over the ceiling and had turned vicious. My elder brother burned his arm with chip fat. Now think think what else? I could be missing something vital. Do you think I should ring my brother?
Maisie
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(28.12.05 19:18)
Tell him not to fry ceiling snails.
I do so love nightmares-they tend to be action/b-movie extravaganzas for me, though the usual tawdry mix of zombie vampire alien velociraptors does wear thin after a while.
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(30.12.05 22:27)
It's often more fun that being awake. When I was little I couldn't wake up until I had placed certain colours and shapes together in a pattern that 'felt right'. It made me late for school most days. A friend of mine often runs in bed, that is to say his legs whizz about like he is running and he says it's because he often dreams he is being chased by a gunman.
Maisie
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