Another post in which I break my rule of not talking about myself/serious things

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I had very unpleasant dream last night and i’ve decided to (mis)use this blog post to try to make sense of it. I don’t often have nightmares, and when I do, they are usually much more fun than this. Scary dreams are better than depressing dreams I think. I should also mention that I’m not depressed and don’t think I ever have been, except in the ‘feeling kinda down’ sort of way, which is not uncommon. Anyway, the dream:

I was much younger, possibly in late elementary or middle school. I am not sure exactly where I was, but I was in a waiting area that looked like a train station or a small airport.

I think I waiting to die. My parents were there and they had brought my homework for me to do while waiting. It was the thought of doing homework that made me first question my long-decided plan. No one seemed to be trying to dissuade me and I might as well have been getting ready for a family vacation. It was at this point that I woke up, terrified that my dream-self would do that.

Symbolic Interpretation: Maybe it really was an airport or train station to take the soul to the afterlife. I don’t necessarily believe in the existence of souls or afterlives, but I think it would be pretty cool if there were such things. As far as I know, I am not dying, so this had better not have been a prophetic dream.

Literal Interpretation: As I was typing this, it occurred to me that I might have misremembered a dream about being in a hospital awaiting surgery. I have experienced this before, and is always stressful enough to leave a strong impression. My parents being there and not being overly sad would make a lot more sense in this case.
I’m still not sure what to make of the homework or why it was the trigger for my deciding to live and waking myself.  Also, if this becomes a reoccurring dream, I will kill myself :).

Covered queuing area Shenzhen railway station

Covered queuing area Shenzhen railway station (Photo credit: dcmaster)

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4 thoughts on “Another post in which I break my rule of not talking about myself/serious things

  1. adler

    homework may refer to the work in which you meant to fulfill in the here and now.

    and this is probably no real help, but: last night i dreamt i was in a bookstore and woke up when i asked the clerk which way to the lavatory.

    After that my dream was over and I started reading Terry Pratchett’s Mort until dawn.

    you’ve seen the movie waking life, right?

  2. I don’t think I could ever bring myself to admit that I live for homework.

    Interesting dream…I can barely make sense of my own so I can’t offer you much insight, but I’ve slowly been writing a blog post about this topic in my head for over a month – ever since a co-worker told me of a rather -interesting? dream that I found partly disturbing as it involved me. I’m thinking I’ll post it on my secret underground blog though.

    Thanks for sharing this.

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