I had the WORST dream this morning -- the kind where you don't even want to say out loud what happened, the kind where you wake up and you're so disoriented and filled with grief that you don't know where you are or when it is and you have a moment of wishing that it could be before that awful thing happened so as to negate it, render it a temporal impossibility. Awful.
You know when you've spent half your dream sobbing and you wake up and the feeling remains with you and your heart feels bruised from the shock and the pain? My chest literally ached when I dragged myself from bed. I felt waterlogged, heavy and drained at the same time.
But look! The Dingo's okay!
db, who is the best daddy in the world, sent me this photo this afternoon to remind me. It's amazing how powerful dreams are and how thoroughly they insinuate themselves into our limbs and muscles and lodge in our hearts and split us from the inside. I feel like I need to rinse off and ring out each cell in my body to rid myself of this feeling. No, thank you.
Glad you're better now!
Posted by: David | Wednesday, 31 January 2007 at 10:12 PM
David, I am! Still a little woozy though. Where does that stuff come from? Bleah.
Posted by: ae | Wednesday, 31 January 2007 at 11:17 PM
It's amazing how powerful dreams are and how thoroughly they insinuate themselves into our limbs and muscles and lodge in our hearts and split us from the inside.
I once awoke from a dream utterly convinced that I had been abducted by aliens coming thru the bedroom wall during the night. I had to sleep in a different room in my apartment for weeks afterwards until the savage fear left me. And it was literally years before I could go into the basement without a momentary shiver.
Powerful indeed.
Posted by: handdrummer | Thursday, 01 February 2007 at 06:05 PM
How awful. I dreamed the other night that BaileyF fell off a bridge. I couldn't take her on a walk that day, just in case.
Posted by: KathyF | Friday, 02 February 2007 at 02:36 PM
handdrummer, I just don't get it. I mean, I understand adrenalin and endorphins and lactic acid and whatever else may be going on chemically as a result of a dream, but I don't understand at all how the body creates and responds so viscerally to dreams. The alien dream sounds so frightening and similar to one a friend of mine had with similar long-term results.
KathyF, I totally understand! Am I getting increasingly superstitious in my old age or just understanding more deeply now how not invincible we are and how wounding certain losses would be? Bleah.
Posted by: ae | Friday, 02 February 2007 at 11:45 PM
I love that dreams are so visceral aside from the chemical explanation.
Posted by: dharma | Monday, 05 February 2007 at 02:42 PM