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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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