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[patrick boo]

Do you ever get dreams you don't realise actually are thus until much later? I've been having a lot of dreams about a pub lately, a very normal pub, and only this morning did I realise it's not my 'local' - in fact I don't have a local and I've only been to any pub once in the past year. However, my conscious mind was tricked by my unconscious - in past dreams I've taken my Dad there for a pint and spotted Dr Who's new assistant and the guy who played Eddie Royle in 'Eastenders' drinking in there. Last night I took a girl with long blonde hair there who thought it was great but wondered why there was a teddy bear machine by the bar. I looked and sure enough where usually there would be a bandit or a quiz machine there was a vending machine selling teddies. Anyway, this girl said I could sleep at here flat and took me back there where I slept in her spare room - a rosewood four poster bed with cream sheets - very tasteful - there was also a bay window overlooking massive gardens like those in a stately home. Anyway, in the morning I went through to the front room to find Morrissey asleep on the sofa. I quizzed the girl about it and she said, "Oh, he's my flatmate - you were in his room."
Any amateur dream analyists care to have a go at that?!

[Lester Burnham]

I wouldn’t know where to begin with that. I’ve been having non-specific dreams recently where I’ll be standing in a bar/hotel/restaurant and I can’t hear any conversations and then I get major déjà vu a few weeks later when going to a new bar/restaurant… It’s odd.

My dream from last time is troubling me. In the dream I’m in the passenger seat of a car and I am holding the hand of a man (identity is unknown). There are more passengers in the back commenting on the fact I am holding this hand in a negative way. I am unsure who the other passengers are and am unable to look or move from my position. The hand moves away and I am staring at the floor. I feel although I have done something wrong. Dream ends.

No idea what that means.

[Frosty Jack]

Originally Posted by Lester Burnham

I wouldn’t know where to begin with that. I’ve been having non-specific dreams recently where I’ll be standing in a bar/hotel/restaurant and I can’t hear any conversations and then I get major déjà vu a few weeks later when going to a new bar/restaurant… It’s odd.

My dream from last time is troubling me. In the dream I’m in the passenger seat of a car and I am holding the hand of a man (identity is unknown). There are more passengers in the back commenting on the fact I am holding this hand in a negative way. I am unsure who the other passengers are and am unable to look or move from my position. The hand moves away and I am staring at the floor. I feel although I have done something wrong. Dream ends.

No idea what that means.

You're unsure of your own abilities, particularly at work. You feel comfortable with some people, but you still don't feel entirely accepted by others. You still feel you have something to prove to justify your position, although you don't want to think you do.
NEXT!

[betamax]

My dreams are bit like Paddys to be honest. There is actually a complete parallel universe in my head at night where fictional but fully formed characters live full and wholesome lives (some based on people I know {or have known} and some based on versions of people from MTV, Sky Sports News etc.) I know them as well as I know the real people that I know when Im not asleep. Tangible events occur, babies are born, people die, I eat my tea, theres all the beauty and gore of the real world in there, and I even play in a band (called Ferrari Rocher - we usually gig in that club in the OC), and go to the football (Always seems to be a cup final that we lose on pens), all the usual mundane stuff plus the odd mad thing (often involving me running away from a Russian Tank across the sports field in Newtonhill or a nuclear attack on the UK), and its all in real time. I also have a dog, some fish and a budgie in the dreams. During the day I have no pets. Its not creepy tho, theres no dead people or anything.
So its like when I go to sleep a new day starts. Except its not my day, its a dream one. Each dream starts loosly where the last one left off, along the lines of Eastenders but without the fucking theme tune. Sometimes its fuzzy and hard to tell if the morning is real or the start of a dream. But I dont think the dreams actually mean anything apart from maybe indicating a slight mental disorder or extreme normality. The latter I reckon.

Dream analysists make it all up like doctors, solicitors and the police.

There is of course the Deja Vu thing. Ive been to loads of places in dreams that eventually I end up in - in real life. But thats normal too. Not scentifically explanable - but undeniably happens to most people.

[betamax]

Originally Posted by Lester Burnham

My dream from last time is troubling me. In the dream I’m in the passenger seat of a car and I am holding the hand of a man (identity is unknown). There are more passengers in the back commenting on the fact I am holding this hand in a negative way. I am unsure who the other passengers are and am unable to look or move from my position. The hand moves away and I am staring at the floor. I feel although I have done something wrong. Dream ends.

No idea what that means.

What type of car is it?

[Diesel]

Dreams generally happen in a few seconds and part of the waking process.

Example : You know that dream where you trip or fall suddenly and wake up with a start? - that's because one of your muscles has significantly twitched or unknotted and the trip/fall dream is your subconscious making up a wee scenario that your conscious mind will understand. Kind of a defence mechanism against the type of fright or terror we get from an unexpected event.

..."shit - it was just a dream"...you accept it, unconfused and go back to sleep. This what it would be like otherwise!

It's testament to the complexity of the human brain that some dreams seem to last a lifetime.

[Swingin' Ryan]

Last night I dreamt I was at work and all the power cut out, leaving the place in pitch black and then a fire broke out near me, creating mass panic, but I was rooted to the spot. I woke up instantly and realised it was a dream, but my body was left totally rigid for a good minute. It was bizarre.

I assume my body had gone into some form of dream-induced shock, and it was working at a slower pace than my mind, it was pretty alarming though.

[A.Pel]

I know its an old wives tale, but stop eating cheese.

I have been having some right nutter dreams of late and this is because have been eating ALOT of marscapone cheese.

When I say nutter dreams I mean nightmares. And not just nightmares... like FUCKING SCARY SHIT. For about 5 nights running.

This leaves me wth 2 options; don't sleep, or cut out the cheese.
Finances forces me to cut the cheese.

[Lester Burnham]

Originally Posted by betamax

What type of car is it?

Not specific. The dash is boring and grey like hundreds of cars, it certainly doesn't seem to be a car I'm familiar with but in the dream I don't feel like I'm with strangers.

I reckon Frosty's analysis sounds quite accurate.

The car is moving in the dream, not at any extreme speed but just travelling. I'm not sure if that has any relevance.

[Lester Burnham]

Originally Posted by A.Pel

I know its an old wives tale, but stop eating cheese.

I have been having some right nutter dreams of late and this is because have been eating ALOT of marscapone cheese.

When I say nutter dreams I mean nightmares. And not just nightmares... like FUCKING SCARY SHIT. For about 5 nights running.

This leaves me wth 2 options; don't sleep, or cut out the cheese.
Finances forces me to cut the cheese.

That’s one of the reasons I never have chips and cheese after a night out. I’m prone to have nightmares after I’ve been drinking and when I combine it with a reasonable amount of cheese I have some of the horrific nightmares. Most are incredibly vivid and involve loosing loved ones in situations where I could be to blame. A while back I had a nightmare that my boyfriend and I were approved by someone with a knife and he was stabbed. It was one of the worst nightmares I’ve ever had and when I woke up I was overjoyed that he was there and obviously completely unharmed. The dream had no surreal elements and was simply as real as life itself. I think I’d been eating pizza before I went to sleep.

Baaaaad cheese and booze.