Yourself?

uh. was that sacarstic? tell me more about the book. whats it about?

the feynman book has got bits on dreaming- this guy (noble prizewinner) actually tried 'observing' himself asleep and dreaming. quite interesting. its a good (and funny) book lah, but some bits are draggy. read it if you want.

the thing about dreams is that theyre subconscious and can tell others (and yourself) weird and surprising things about what matters to you...
maybe i'm insecure?

hm.
of the dreams i remember- i dream some stuff i wouldn't like others to know were actually in my subconscious...
as in i wouldn't like others to know the weird stuff found in my subconscious.
some things i figured would be in there but weren't
others i didnt think would affect me that deeply but actually got in.
that's quite strange...

i shall be honest. the dream that left me in a haze for days was some saccharine love story...
it was actually pretty nice while it lasted. very very vivid. i can still remember it perfectly. but highly improbable. but all the same i went round for days wondering if i was going to marry every other guy i saw on the streets.

oh well.
i dream about track too.
i dreamt i replaced someone in the relay team (among other post-nats-sydrome things)
it wasnt ill intentioned; i think i just forgot about her.
oh dear.

for three nights after nats ended i dreamt (quite vividly) about running and track in varying degrees.
those were mostly happy dreams.
when i stopped dreaming about track and only about running on the streets (a little bit), i figured i was recovering from my hangover.
since then i havent had any vivid dreams.

oh! i'm track treasurer.
by some form of default; long story.
i wonder how they can trust me with their accounts...
ohwell. will work very hard next year.
did i tell you i want a double gold?
i tripped and lost a medal this nats; i was originally second.
so!

i could describe my dreams very detailedly... but they just get embarassing.
when i was young i had nightmares where my mum was walking away and i called her and chased after her but i wasnt moving and she didnt stop. i dreamt it a few times, i think. it was in a carpark, for some reason. with a slope.

at one point there was some fire ad, where a fireman saves this boy's teddy bear. dya remember? apparently i was quite deeply affected by it, strangely. i dreamt about it- it was the scary kind where theres nothing that really scares you but a horrible feeling which just gets worse until you wake up... there were flames coming through the floor tiles at home. small ones. they werent hot at all. so they werent really scary. we had to go elsewhere, but everywhere i went small flames popped up through the floor. i just felt worse and worse... another one which felt the same, the uneasy feeling thing, i was at a thrift shop looking at toasters. nothing very scary at all. but it was horrible.

do you find that if youre dreaming and just before the alarm rings youre heading to the phone or right next to the phone or ON the phone? (or something.) is it a biological clock (and a very accurate one) or a trick of the mind?

i remember nightmares very well.

posted by inventing @ 9:41 pm