Must get back to posting the night before - as I slept in this morning and am staring at the computer wondering what to write. The brain is mush and I am still processing the last dream.
I am a dreamer - in my waking life and my sleeping. I usually dream quite vividly toward the morning and if I roll over after The Husband gets out of bed and doze off for another half-hour, the dreams are even more vivid (and memorable - although I do remember most of my dreams).
This morning was no exception. And it was my reoccuring nightmare. It wasn't so bad this morning, less frustrating than usual. The dream I seem to always have deals with teaching. And losing control of the classroom!
Hmmm, do I have issues or what?
This morning's wasn't so bad - the kid's were doing a relay race and parents came in to observe. Not once did I lose control. Not once did I have to stand there and demand they listen to me. It was very peaceful - but I could feel the threads starting to unravel when a group of older students I had taught previously arrived. And when one of the parents stood up and offered to help, informing me that he had once been a teacher. Luckily, I was fading out of my dream and into real life - but I know if I had stayed, the dream would have turned into my nightmare.
Have you seen the movie INCEPTION? Wow, really makes you think about dreams and the power they have. I loved it - and plan on watching it again because I think I missed a lot the first time around just trying to figure what out what was going on. Very cool premise!
How about you, People of Blogland, any reoccuring dreams? Do you remember your dreams? Do you think our dreams are trying to tell us something?