So I hit the bed early, 7 PM, only to wake about 10:30 in a nightmare. Somehow the Probate office dropped off election polling supplies and I didn’t realize until a voter knocked on my front door!! A nightmare does not have to make sense. But somehow in the bad dream, I tried to “open the poll” in my house, alone, while voters showed up. Then after a few scenes, I just woke up. Dreams are fleeting things and it has been a long time since my old “nuclear war” or “Grandmother’s printing press at elementary school.” Just this one is new and timely as a runoff election in 3 days. NOTE TO SELF: hot Krispy Kreams to poll workers Tuesday morning. Bob Wilson
most of my recurring dreams, like going to school with homework not done, or going to work and not doing any work, have faded, and are more random now.
Not a nightmare, but I had a reoccurring dream about a girl in school. Lisa By far she was NOT the sweetheart of the rodeo. Chubby, with apple red cheeks, mousey red/brown long hair and enough freckles to fill a gallon container She was in every class of mine from kindergarten through sixth grade. She was also in my junior & senior high, but seldom shared classrooms. Personality, she was sort of a blah. Never really interacted with her, other than when compelled to by class requirements. But my subconscious sure liked her. As the subject was always romance. Meanwhile, my awake brain pined for Lori, a proper blonde blue-eyed beauty whom most of the guys drooled over. Lisa dreams ended sometime in my late teens.
Going to sleep at 7pm sounds like a nightmare in its own right... My most productive hours are between 4pm and midnight. It's so weird that when people get old they're waking up before 4am to start their day and are ready to go to sleep before what we used to call "prime time" hours start.
I remember those days. My most productive hours were a bit different tho -- betw. 1am and 3am (graphic designer in Phoenix a few years). Now? Faaaack no. In bed and ready to nod off by 10pm... or the CPAP app reports my truancy to insurance. No choice to wake at 5am, so have to be unconscious by 10 to make the 7-hr cutoff (and actually feel rested) --- Dreams -- well, have spoken on this topic a bunch more than most here want to read, so will abridge by saying, don't go to bed eating a lot of spicy food, or any variety of bleu cheese / both, if you don't want weird dreams
I like all three. The weird dreams are usually the ones where I wake up chuckling "whoa ... that was weird ..." and sometimes I write them down. I don't recall that I've ever had bleu cheese in a dream, but never say never, I guess.
That’s a common theme with me too, if it’s work I’m completely clueless, can’t even figure out where my workstation is, have lost stuff, created a disaster, can’t find the washroom. Mr Bean… for me, nightmares usually means being relentlessly pursued by uber competent hit men of some ilk. With effort you can wake up and outa them. Usually…
Wonder if nightmares vary by gender...well...Google says women have many more scary dreams than men, so it must be true. Don't know, but are we down to one woman posting on FHOP? SCARED the others away, or do they just have a life
Since this has become a more popular thread than I'd expected... what are some themes of weird and infrequent dreams for PriusChatters? Mine for a spell, were the liminal-space kind, always finding my way thru an empty bldg (or is it?), or streets of some strange European town, usually maze-like (probably lifted from time in Germany). Sort of like the liminal-space games popular around covid-time. Next most frequent were student activities, in school or on day trips, weirdly. Never feels ominous, but something offsides is always happening to push the narrative somehow. But every once, there's a full-blown action-adventure movie (one was scaling an Everest-like peak to rescue a classmate in a high base camp... another was stealing a stunt plane to drop another friend onto a mesa to defuse a nuke, etc). Love those, as usually the IMAX 3D-w-psychedelic-colour-scheme dreams
In grade school, when I collaborated on some film stuff with a classmate who went on to a professional animation career, I had one dream that rolled credits at the end.
