For the last few months I haven’t been sleeping well. I’ve been getting into bed, laying down and then just staring at the ceiling. My mind isn’t worrying about anything in particular, except for how little sleep I’m about to get.
Since I started lifting heavy my sleep has improved. I guess I’ve just been exhausting my body. Anyway, Sunday night when I crawled into bed it felt so good. Probably because on Wednesday night I maxed out on squat. On Friday night I maxed out on bench, and on Saturday night I maxed out on deadlift. My body was ready for some serious rest.
I lay awake for about an hour but eventually fell into a pretty good sleep. Until I started having crazy dreams. Now, I don’t believe dreams predict our futures, rather I believe they are reflective of things already on our minds.
My mom believes dreams can predict the future, or at least she used to because I remember seeing “dream books” around the house when I was growing up. She might interpret the dreams I’m about to tell you in a different way than I do.
First I dreamt that I was friends with Trisha Paytas, a former contestant on Celebrity Big Brother UK and also a comedy YouTuber. I’ve never watched CBB UK but I’ve heard of her through YouTube because she is friends with another YouTuber I watch.
In my dream I was explaining to her how Sweet Home Alabama, starring Reese Witherspoon, is the best movie that came out between 1995 and 2005. While Sweet Home Alabama is one of my all time favorite movies, I’m not sure it was the best movie to come out in that time period. I would need to think about that a little harder. In my dream I was absolutely sure that it was the best movie and my life’s mission was to convince Trisha I was right.
I think I had this dream because I was scrolling through Instagram before I fell asleep last night and saw this Insta that Mindy Kaling posted, shouting out Reese in the caption:
Honestly, love that sign so much, but that’s besides the point.
Aside from seeing this Insta mentioning Reese, I also saw an Insta from Trish in my feed. My mind probably just put the two together and gave me that weird dream!
After the Reese dream I had another dream involving my former neighbors. To set the stage a little bit I should mention that one of my former neighbors had a serious anger issue. He was frequently yelling and in a bad mood.
Adam and I live in a townhouse which means we can hear our neighbors sometimes just like you might in an apartment. When my former neighbor would be really angry I could sometimes hear him yelling through the walls in our shower when I was showering.
Those neighbors moved out a couple months ago and on Sunday night while I was showering I was thinking about how nice it is to not hear my old neighbor yelling anymore.
In my second dream Adam and I had just returned from vacation when we discovered that our (former) neighbors were plotting to kill us. We decided that we couldn’t back down and be bullied in our own community so we would fight back.
We brought Cecil to my mom’s house where he would be safe and then we returned to the house to execute our plan. We were going to wait in the house for our neighbors to break-in and try to get us. Adam was going to wait downstairs and try to fight them off when they first entered while I would be upstairs and call 911 as soon as they broke in.
Why wouldn’t we call the police beforehand? Well I think I know the answer so that. I have recently been re-reading Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone and in the book when Voldemort goes to kill the Potters, Harry’s dad is waiting for him downstairs, and his mom is upstairs protecting him. That storyline seems to have made it’s way into my dream.
When I woke up the first word I thought was MURDER. That was kind of scary!
I think another reason I had this dream is because Megan had blogged about scary books we read as kids on Sunday. After reading her post I started thinking about horror/thriller books I read as a kid and then combined all those things into a dream!
I don’t often remember my dreams so I thought it was crazy to vividly remember two of them in the same night.
Usually when I remember my dreams they are basic things like getting up and ready for work. Those dreams are so boring, but I don’t mind them because that murder dream stressed me out!
What was the last crazy dream you had?
Do you remember your dreams often or rarely?