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Comments on How are you sleeping? by `wonkie

or a time after my father died I regularly had dreams where I would see him at a distance, sometimes across a large room full of people or on the street driving by. As I would get closer to him, his appearance would change and I’d realize it wasn’t him."

I have dreams like this only about cats. In the dream I see one of my long ago deceased cats and I am overwhelmed with guilt, thinking that I just forgot about the cat and have been ignoring it. Then I get into a fuss about whether or not it's my cat or just one that looks like my cat. I never raised a cat from a kitten. All of my cats were old when I got them and died within five or six years, so I have a lot of dead cats to remember--but I do remember all of them.

I agree with Russel in that I think dreams are often more than just random. I think they often are a way of working out or working on issues that concern the dreamer.

That said, sometimes dreams are just fun.

As a kid, I was able to set my mind to dream of flying. I loved to fly! My dreams were very realistic, right to feeling chilly. Ot scary at all. I wish I could still make myself dream that way.

I quit teaching over twenty years ago, but I still have dreams related to my job. A recurrent dream concerns IEPs--the required paperwork for each student, typically about 20 pages. I did 30 to 40 a year and never was late.
My dream is that it's May and I haven't started. I make futile attempts to find the necessary records and forms but can't. I seriously consider blowing the IEPs off and dumping the mess on other teachers. I've never done that in the dream because I always wake up first.
The other teaching dream involves being in the building on the first day, but I don't know what subjects I will be teaching or where my room is and I have no teaching materials. I used to get frantically worried in the dream but one night I thought, "Fuck it. This isn't my fault. I'm not going to feel bad. I am going to get mad instead."
So now that dream has a different story arc.

I have been trapped asleep but unable to awake multiple times, starting at elementary school age. I have taught myself to wake myself up by moving one of my arms. It can be very difficult, frustrating, and frightening.