What does it all mean?
In that bit just before I woke up this morning, I experienced what I'm assuming was an anxiety dream. I can't recall the details but I do know that my legs felt as if they were made of concrete and that I was lost, and I said these words to somebody:"I can't walk and I don't know where I am."
That's not in the least bit unsettling, is it? I can't walk, that is, I am unable to move about freely on my legs, and as if that's not debilitating enough, even if I could walk, I wouldn't know where to walk, as I don't know where I am. Morning!








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These hypnopompic experiences can be really scary -- so vivid and intense, yet strangely lacking in detail. I suppose there are lots of ways of 'interpreting' your dream's particular features -- no doubt other commentators will weigh in. Maybe you are aware of specific triggers (literary, filmic, domestic, etc.) that make sense of some of the features.
I often have these kind of dreams. I've got a dreams reference book, where you can look up what your dream meant. Very strange...
I recently started a new job and every night of my first week I dreamt that I was trying to get work on time and something was stopping me!
...and you were there, and you were there....
welcome back to the waking world AC
There's not a lot I can say about that, except, possibly, that is the gayest pillow I have ever seen.
Or maybe I am just jealous because I make do with two 'normal' pillows.
Dreams eh? As far as I am concerned they are just random repeatings of things that have been happening to you or things you are worrying about.. Sometimes if you can't breathe (asthma attack) you dream about this too. But I can't say I know for sure, it's just my take on them.
Still, I hope the picture was one you took off the net, and it wasn't a picture of your actual pillow. If it is yours it could have cut the circulation off to your legs & brain, and the dream was your minds way of saying "please stop using this damn thing! It's killing you!!"
A doctor writes;
"Hmm", *purses lips, frowns*, "nice day for it, anyway. Could you walk when you did get out of bed, Mr Collins?"
"Well, yes, I could. It was only a dream you see."
(Doctor smiles disturbingly, like Blofeld), toys with prescription forms, "Quite. Do come back and see me again if this carries on though, won't you.."
AC *escapes*
That is disconcerting, Andrew. I just hope you didn't do last time I had a dream like that and wake up with such a violent jerking motion I headbutted my girlfriend...
Hmm...feeling a little directionless, perhaps?
That'll be a hundred quid; get offa my couch.
That is a picture taken off the net but it is the type of NASA pillow that I sleep on. I converted to them about five or six years ago and have never looked back. (Because my neck no longer turns round. Ha ha.)
Let the Dreamweaver unravel it for you:
You feel bogged down, with things not moving for you as quickly as you'd like. Do you feel a bit like you're in a rut? You're also unsure as to what the future holds. But you can't control it, you've just got to let it unfold.
i've got one of those pillows too. They're fantastic. And i've never yet had a vaguely disturbing dream on mine.
No lie - I dreamed I was Kurt Cobain being chased through Disneyland by the police.
Even though it sounds cartoon-like and fun, it was unremittingly bleak.
While I'm here can I be a right cheeky swine(shead) and link to my short stories. If anyone fancies reading my fiction, it's here...
Link away, Swineshead.
I am certainly feeling "between jobs" at the moment. I've been doing lots of bits and pieces - appearing on News 24, a couple of talking head engagements, the lecture at my old university - but these don't pay spectacularly well and I actually need something substantial, having just paid my tax bill like everybody else who's self-employed. I'm not exactly anxious, as I believe in the law of something always turning up (and I do have one or two irons in the comedy fire), but I daresay it could lead to subconscious worry.
Also, we did two new editions of Banter at the Drill Hall last night, at which I was, as ever, called upon to warm the audience up with some material of my own. I was probably nervous about that. It is nerver-wracking with four professional comedians behind the curtain listening. Luckily, it went OK. This afternoon, I'm hosting an event with the Boosh at the ICA. I'm a little nervous about that too.
It's good to be nervous, is the truth of the matter. Who'd want to sail through life? Not me.
I dreamt last night that Jonathan Ross had a fling with Jamelia and got her pregnant. He asked her to have an abortion, she said she would compromise and have it adopted. I think it's safe to say that this will remain a dream and not a premonition, but you never know......
Zoe
Well, just in case you havent had any feedback yet Andrew, I was at the first recording of Banter yesterday and thought it went swimmingly. But did you think the jacket got you the respect you thought you deserved?
The anti-Scientology demo just outside on Totteham Court road was quite entertaining too.
At least you didn't dream about a bomb, and then repeat your dream to your colleagues on an oil rig, so that they evacuated it at the cost of a million quid!
Maybe you had just seen (or read about) The Diving Bell and The Butterfly?
John
Funny you should use the phrase 'sail through life', perhaps it was a sailing dream... nervous, unable to walk, legs like concrete, not knowing where you are... could sum up my childhood experiences of sailing.
Was this not a classic example of physical sleep paralysis rather than a dream with deep meaning? I'm all for dreams depicting subconscious thoughts/motivations, but this seems exactly like the stories told by people experiencing lack of movement before you're properly awake (but awake just enough to be scared by it in some distorted way).
http://www.stanford.edu/~dement/paralysis.html
I'm such an idiot. I thought the picture was of apiece of curved concrete.
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