That sounds like a hard dream, albeit a fascinating one.
I have dreams where folk don't speak the language to me that I'd expect them to, and where things are off like we're standing next each other and one of us says "Is that thee thonder?" But I've never had never anything quite like that.
My sympathy. You must've felt very disoriented, after.
That sounds so tantalizing. It would bug me all day, not necessarily in a bad way.
You chime with something on my own mind. Lately I've had to get up way too early, a few times a week. When I am woken by the alarm at 6:10, I have this strong feeling of loss and desolation that lasts for about ten minutes. I'm pretty sure that I am being torn from a really good dream back into the waking world, and it gets me down for the first few minutes. The hell of it is that I can never remember the dreams--I can only remember I felt happy and caught up in them.
When I am woken by the alarm at 6:10, I have this strong feeling of loss and desolation that lasts for about ten minutes. I'm pretty sure that I am being torn from a really good dream back into the waking world, and it gets me down for the first few minutes.
greygirlbeast refers to this as dreamsickness. It's a useful term.
The hell of it is that I can never remember the dreams--I can only remember I felt happy and caught up in them.
I went through a period last year of dreams in which I was spending time with all sorts of fascinating people who didn't exist—I would remember this just as I woke. That was not comfortable.
When I am woken by the alarm at 6:10, I have this strong feeling of loss and desolation that lasts for about ten minutes. I'm pretty sure that I am being torn from a really good dream back into the waking world, and it gets me down for the first few minutes.
I get that, but I also get a converse of a huge feeling of relief that the real world is not in fact the one I was just having a nightmare in, I think they more or less balance out.
Also I sometimes wake up with just one tiny fragment, with an emotional weight out of all proportion to its actual content; why "of course Batman knows jonsinger !" should leave me feeling absurdly cheerful all day is beyond me.
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***grr. Moment I hit send.***
It was a whippoorwill with the phrase "Never Drive Faster than your Psychopomp can Fly"
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I want that bumper sticker.
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Nine
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I want to turn it into a story. It was too disorienting just to leave in my head.
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I have dreams where folk don't speak the language to me that I'd expect them to, and where things are off like we're standing next each other and one of us says "Is that thee thonder?" But I've never had never anything quite like that.
My sympathy. You must've felt very disoriented, after.
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I think I was more regretful when I woke up than when I was dreaming.
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Interesting.
Was there any sense of what language had replaced it, or was that memory lost to you on waking as well?
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That's different. What are Perl dreams like?
I approve of your icon.
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Often about databases. Mostly non-visual. Other than that, surpassing difficult of translation.
I approve of your icon.
Thank you.
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You chime with something on my own mind. Lately I've had to get up way too early, a few times a week. When I am woken by the alarm at 6:10, I have this strong feeling of loss and desolation that lasts for about ten minutes. I'm pretty sure that I am being torn from a really good dream back into the waking world, and it gets me down for the first few minutes. The hell of it is that I can never remember the dreams--I can only remember I felt happy and caught up in them.
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The hell of it is that I can never remember the dreams--I can only remember I felt happy and caught up in them.
I went through a period last year of dreams in which I was spending time with all sorts of fascinating people who didn't exist—I would remember this just as I woke. That was not comfortable.
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There's a story in that, I'm sure. Because clearly they do exist, in some way.
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I get that, but I also get a converse of a huge feeling of relief that the real world is not in fact the one I was just having a nightmare in, I think they more or less balance out.
Also I sometimes wake up with just one tiny fragment, with an emotional weight out of all proportion to its actual content; why "of course Batman knows
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Perhaps it is the language of undersea autumn.
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Thank you.