Odd Dreams
Sep. 26th, 2011 11:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
luckycanuckI've had three of them in the space of a week, and all of them seemed quite telling. I made a special effort to remember them.
On Wednesday morning I woke up from a dream based on Inglourious Basterds. I was the Bear Jew and another basterd and I had just taken out the guards outside Hitler's cinema box. Before we could charge in and do some Fuhrer shooting, a friend of mine came around the corner with nothing on. She wasn't a Nazi, but she was going to interrupt our plans and I couldn't have that, so I tied her up with some twine that happened to be nearby. She didn't fight back or struggle and I managed to tie her up pretty well but I woke up before we could go in to kill Hitler. Throughout, I had an vengeful attitude, just like the Bear Jew in the movie. I was angry and quite determined to finish my job, killing Hitler and as many Nazis as I could, and bringing down the Third Reich.
On Saturday morning I woke up from a dream that was set in New York. I was visiting a friend of mine where she worked, and afterwards we went to a park where there was some gym equipment. This friend of mine has recently been working out more, and we decided that I would do some personal training and we would work out together. I put together a Crossfit workout that involved pushups, kettlebell swings, and sprints across the park and back. We were about to begin when a tall, drunk guy came by and started harassing her, making suggestive comments and getting quite grabby. She got angry, and so did I. I wound up applying my rugby skills and tackled the guy to the groud before pounding on him Ultimate Fighting style. Again, it was a dream where I was angry and violent.
Last night I had another dream, this time that involved me visiting a new church for the first time. I was in a wistful state and didn't want to talk to anyone. One of the regulars asked me if I was ok, and I said I didn't want to talk about it. Someone next to him asked the same thing and said I was welcome to chat with them, but I pointed out that this would mean talking about it, and that I had already gone on the record as not wanting to do that. Immediately, someone else made a joke about getting me to talk, and I snapped, asked "are you deaf? I said I didn't want to talk about it." Then I got up to leave, aspie stressed beyond my tolerance level. As I was walking out, I started having trouble breathing (much like I did once back at work on a bad day.) I had a panic attack and collapsed on the steps outside. I don't know what I was so wistful about in the first place, but I had noticed that it's been a long time since I went to church. It used to be rare that I would miss a Sunday, but now I rarely attend. I have noticed that my increasing gloom has come at a time when I have been going to church less and less, but I also remember that I stopped going because I so often found myself annoyed and/or frustrated at services.
So there you have it. Three dreams, all of them quite vivid, and all of them unpleasant, or negative, or full of anger and violence.
On Wednesday morning I woke up from a dream based on Inglourious Basterds. I was the Bear Jew and another basterd and I had just taken out the guards outside Hitler's cinema box. Before we could charge in and do some Fuhrer shooting, a friend of mine came around the corner with nothing on. She wasn't a Nazi, but she was going to interrupt our plans and I couldn't have that, so I tied her up with some twine that happened to be nearby. She didn't fight back or struggle and I managed to tie her up pretty well but I woke up before we could go in to kill Hitler. Throughout, I had an vengeful attitude, just like the Bear Jew in the movie. I was angry and quite determined to finish my job, killing Hitler and as many Nazis as I could, and bringing down the Third Reich.
On Saturday morning I woke up from a dream that was set in New York. I was visiting a friend of mine where she worked, and afterwards we went to a park where there was some gym equipment. This friend of mine has recently been working out more, and we decided that I would do some personal training and we would work out together. I put together a Crossfit workout that involved pushups, kettlebell swings, and sprints across the park and back. We were about to begin when a tall, drunk guy came by and started harassing her, making suggestive comments and getting quite grabby. She got angry, and so did I. I wound up applying my rugby skills and tackled the guy to the groud before pounding on him Ultimate Fighting style. Again, it was a dream where I was angry and violent.
Last night I had another dream, this time that involved me visiting a new church for the first time. I was in a wistful state and didn't want to talk to anyone. One of the regulars asked me if I was ok, and I said I didn't want to talk about it. Someone next to him asked the same thing and said I was welcome to chat with them, but I pointed out that this would mean talking about it, and that I had already gone on the record as not wanting to do that. Immediately, someone else made a joke about getting me to talk, and I snapped, asked "are you deaf? I said I didn't want to talk about it." Then I got up to leave, aspie stressed beyond my tolerance level. As I was walking out, I started having trouble breathing (much like I did once back at work on a bad day.) I had a panic attack and collapsed on the steps outside. I don't know what I was so wistful about in the first place, but I had noticed that it's been a long time since I went to church. It used to be rare that I would miss a Sunday, but now I rarely attend. I have noticed that my increasing gloom has come at a time when I have been going to church less and less, but I also remember that I stopped going because I so often found myself annoyed and/or frustrated at services.
So there you have it. Three dreams, all of them quite vivid, and all of them unpleasant, or negative, or full of anger and violence.
