I said a couple weeks ago in a Totes Awesome Channel vlog that I have been having crazy dreams lately. They were all stress dreams at the beginning, and I was determined to do something about them, because they were interfering with my sleep. Things have shifted a bit and my dreams are no longer completely motivated by stress, but the crazy has not subsided.
Every night, all night long (it seems), I have these complicated and absurd dreams that feel so real that I wake up and can’t separate dream from reality right away. I woke up on Monday and thought, “I should just write these down and I’d have a book of short stories.” Often the cast of characters are not the people I talk to regularly, but the people at the fringes of my life–they make these weird cameos in my dreams that make me think maybe I should talk to them more when I’m awake.
This has happened to me before. It was particularly bad the year I was applying to PhD programs. I dreamed that (future) President Obama had agreed to write me a recommendation letter. But, at least that made sense, since there was so much going on in my life at the time. People on twitter have suggested that it’s probably stress that’s leading me to have these dreams, and I agree, but I don’t know what I’m so stressed about! Ahh!
So, this is my life right now: the days are interesting and the nights are crazy.