Me and my weird dreams...

I thought that maybe my days are really ordinary and that's why I would like to write about something else today. So why not write about my weird dreams. At first I would like to say that I have had some crazy dreams these last weeks. But I would like to share with you about my latest dream. I'm still in my teenager years but I had an dream where I was about 26-29 years old with a son. He had dark brown hair, almost black and my hazel eyes. He was about 6 years old and liked to dance and play football. But I only had small fragments of our life together. It started with me getting to know that I was pregnant from a one night stand. The scene was similar to when Rosie from the movie "Love, Rosie" got to know that she was pregnant. After that I walked out of the room trough a door and immediately got to where my son was beside me. At first he was about 3 years old and I took him out to the Central Park where I saw my one night stand from afar. He was with my mother and after that I took my son in my arms while running for my life. After that I was on the stair case while my one night stand walked up and I was walking down alone this time. He took my arm and asked for my name. But my eyes got fuzzy and as I scrubbed them I got to a scene where I was with my friends watching the Tv while he (my one night stand) walked around I the corridor that was right next to where we where watching the tv. My son asked me " who is that" while pointing his finger at the man and just then the man walked up to us and asked " how are you today?" just like that casually. I answered " fine" but my son said nothing, he hide behind me and looked at the adult version of himself and my friends where gossiping bad stuff about me. The man took my hand and my sons with each of his hands and suddenly walked us out of the tv room. Just then I woke up.

Honestly, I have son this "son of mine" suddenly in most of my dreams. Usually people see this kind of stuff in their dreams because they are pregnant but I can't be pregnant. I'm still a virgin after all...

Can it be that I have finally gone nuts or is it that I'm longing for a child. But I can't be that desperate, right?

But that's not how all of my dreams go like. For a exemple, I had this dream where I was flying as a free spirit and then, suddenly I was in a cage with thousands of different spiders (I hate spiders! They're so creepy). I tried breaking free from the cage but without any luck. Then came a lion inside the room where I was and started talking with this amazing British accent and the spiders started running away... but I was just so blown away that I couldn't move an inch. The lion came up to me and suddenly it became a cat and instead had an soft European English accent. The dream ended with me breaking out from the cage and I took ahold of the cat and we went flying together into the horizon. That's when I woke up.

Well maybe you think that there's no way that I can remember my dreams so well. But I can! When I tell my parents about my dreams, they think that I'm lying just because I can recall some of my dreams in details, but actually it's that I know that I'm in a dream. Lucide dreaming I think that it was called. Sometimes I have those dreams where I can change the outcome by thoughts and sometimes it's just that I know that I'm in a dream and I can't change anything. But mostly it's the later one.

It's staring to get late and I'm getting sleepy so I will end today's chapter with this. Sleep more think less!