There is a bird singing very loudly outside the family room. And it’s 4:15 AM. Silly bird should be sleeping!
And yes, I’m awake. I woke up because I had one of those scary dreams where I nearly wake crying.
I can’t remember all of the dream, but I know Dan and I were being pursued by people. We were good, they were bad. I think they were traitors of some sort. (It had nothing to do with the US though.) There was far too much about the dream to remember it, but I do remember that I watched a woman get killed, and this other guy and I (Dan and I had been separated somehow, and I was trying to reach him) were hiding in a car. The killer (another woman) then came to the car and shot at it from nearly every angle. Of course she missed us (good thing about dreams!). I knew who the traitors were — and now it gets even weirder — and they were some players from my symphony (not you, dk, and I can only remember one face). We drove away quickly as they disposed of the body, but of course they were chasing us. We ended up by the restaurant where Dan was eating, and he and I connected even though I was attempting to stay away from him to keep him safe.
The next thing I remember is that we were trying to get to Kelsey and Mel for a party they were having (don’t ask me what that was for, as I can’t remember), and then I saw some of the people chasing us and realized we couldn’t attend after all. So we ran back to the car, thinking we hadn’t been seen, but I hear a happy cry and it’s Kelsey running to us. I hug her, but whisper that we can’t stay, it wouldn’t be safe for her, and we are crying.
That’s when I wake up. But my brain is still racing as I’m trying to figure out how I can communicate with Kelsey without the pursuers knowing. I decide that I’ll pretend to find her on Facebook and message her with “This is your friend Cecilia and I’m so glad I found you!”
Okay. That’s it. I had to get out of bed because I was so shaken!
I blame all of this on Star Trek and Facebook. I am hoping that after writing about it I won’t be so shaky. I really love dreams, but I don’t like these ones that are like movies. It even had a soundtrack. Figures.
And now I’ll attempt to get back to sleep.
(Yes, this has little to do with music, but symphony members were involved, I think I had an oboe with me, and then there’s that soundtrack ….)
I have such vivid and lucid dreams I’ve gotten into the habit of writing them down as soon as I wake even if it’s in the middle of the night. I then try and figure out what they mean – there are a few dream dictionaries on the internet. I wonder what Freud and Jung would have made of yours? Your subconscious is clearly trying to tell you something about “the traitors”. Maybe it’s your intuition. Would love to know the “Soundtrack”!
Oh my. Did you watch some movie before sleeping? I did remember being chased by some blue scary looking aliens once after watching a silly movie. I got so scared i couldnt sleep after that!
Marion, I tend to have these dreams where I’m being pursued. I’m going to guess it’s not all that unusual, but I haven’t ever read up on it. I really enjoy most of my dreams, even the scary ones. But when I end up crying in them I am often not terribly happy when I wake up. I wish I knew the soundtrack too. I did write once about a vivid dream with a very brief passage (I think it was five notes). I’ll have to see if I can find that blog entry.
Yes, Nat, I’d just seen the new Star Trek movie. I’m sure that I had this sort of dream because of that.
Oh … here is my dream with the notes. I had forgotten completely about the dream itself.
Man, I have weird dreams!