I uasually love dreaming, beings able to slip into a world that has double meanings and no restrictions of reality. My stories are often inspired by my dreams, because I always remember them, and I will somtimes mold it into a story somehow. Nightmares are something I rearly have, though my definition of a nightmare is different than others, usually something that would sacre someone else fascinates me. Though I have still have had my fair share of nightmares..

This past month though, I have had teh same dream every couple of nights, it dose not scare me, but I am preplexed as to why I keep having it. The dream always starts out normal, I am at home with my family, everyone going about as they usually do…But then at some point it changes, my family is replaced by people I have never met before, but I know who they are. Or atleast I reconize them, but I can never place where I have seen them before.  They never talk to me though, its as if thwy dont even know I am there. They just walk around my house like they have no idea what they are supossed to do.

Its interesting.

And then, there is one man, the only on that I think can see me, and he follows me around everywhere. He always says things to me that dont make sence, but whenever I try to talk back to him, he vanishes, and reapreas when I stop looking for him. Over and over this hapens, nothign ever changes, and nothing important ever happens…

Most of the time when I have a dream, I can find the meaning behind it, weather it is important or not there is always a meaning. Something your mind has tucked away in the back and twisted around till it breaks free of the laws of reality, let for you to analize and figure out the underlineing message.

Like, a while back I had this dream. It was me and my dad and we were walking home at night, as we turned a corner there was a tiger rolling around in the grass. My dad didnt seem to mind it, but I was scared as hell, especially when the tiger got up and padded over to me, only to pounce on me. I thought I was going to die, get eaten alive. But all he did was wrap his paws around me and nibble and lick at my waist.  Eventually it let me go and followed me and my dad home, only to walk to me the front door, then leave when I was inside. Then, when we got inside, my house had been ambushed by cows, tearing at every made up bed in the house….

There was more to the dream, but all that is above is all I need to tell you the underlineing meaning to the dream.

I had this dream a while back, when I had first started dating Bret. Now in my dream, the lion had represented bret, a beautiful creature that I was fascinated yet scared of.  Because thats who he was, I have never been to curious about another human being, and have never been so scared of a man. Not because he was mean, or because he was abusive. No I was frightened because I was so curious and so fascinated, and I knew that if I let my gaurd down, that he would be the one to break me.

Yet this dangerious, fascinated creature was as playfull as a kitten. Thats why int he dream I was not hurt, why the tiger only held me down and nibbled at me playfully. bret also always walked me to the front door.

Now for the cows and the beds. When I would spend the night at Brets house, he would always make the bed before we went to sleep, something I never cared to do. Though after I started dating him I HAD to make the bed before I went to sleep. Also, every dinner at his house he would pour me a glass of milk, also something I didnt usually do. But of course, he got me into doing it all the time. So explains the cows and the beds.

See there, I just tore apart my dream and found out the meaning, its not hard to do, but for some reason with this dream I have been having I can seem to figure it out.

Now, I am a very persistant person, and if I want something I usualy dont stop untill I get it. I cant help it, I like chalenges, so here I am irritated at this damn dream. Unable to figure out the blasted thing, and its driving me crazy, I have evaluated my entire life trying to find out what the dream could mean. No such luck.

I have figured out that if I fall asleep listening to Peter Pan on audiobook that I dont have dreams, but that only last a couple nights before they come back.  And if I dont dream because of the book, I will wake up grumbeling about the wonders of Peter Pan. Being mad because I think Peter should grow up with wendy, or that Wendy should stay in Neverland with Peter….If you have not realized Peter Pan is one of my favorate tales, that so does not end the way I want it too.

In all honesty, I just want to dream to go away, its really starting to bother me that I cant figure it out, and that damn man that follows me around really disturbs me. Damn subconsious and its sick sence of humor.