Nightmares for me are so regular that I hardly memorize what happenes in each.
I remember instead the calm and pleasant dreams. I think THEY are really the ones, if any, that have a mesage in them.
One was about a cat that really graciously climbed up an unstable pile of books, files and papers to catch a butterfly that was slightly annoying all the people in the room. All seemed to think, "what a talented and wonderful creature" about the cat.
It was so peaceful.
Last night I had a nightmare that was slightly unlike the rest. My russian ex and were on a roof. I was so happy to finaly see him agian. I will not relate all the details, because it is a very dirty and with a not exactly ok-for-children theme. I don't think you want to know.
It was so realistic. I could hardly convince myself afterwards that it didn't happen. I don't think I will ever be able to talk to my ex again after this dream. It was really terrible, and more terrible than any of the earlier nightmare with the blood and all the freaky supernatural shit.
I really do not like that.
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