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Dreams

Aren’t dreams weird? I had the most bizarre one yesterday whilst dozing. I dreamt that I was a Chinese MAN of all things, and I was running my own Chinese restaurant. Then a door swung open showing what looked like the yard behind the Chinese with two big skip bins. By the side of the bins were two men, I somehow had a gun in my hand and shot the two guys and then door swung shut and I carried on running the restaurant as if nothing had happened. I have no idea what this means at all. The shooting I can imagine is from the fact that his nibs was playing a computer game at the time where he was a hit man, but the whole Chinese thing, I have no idea.

I am definitely one for crazy dreams though. When I was younger, about 5 or 6 I had a dream I was in school and everyone apart from me had one normal leg and one pig’s leg. I was trying to get out of the school playground but there were people everywhere with a pig’s leg. Even my best friend at the time appeared and asked why I didn’t have one too.

I also had a strange dream the other night, where my sister was pregnant but you could see the baby on the outside of her body!!!! It was very gross and weird.

Do dreams have any meaning? Are they a message from the subconscious? I would like to spend more time pondering on the meaning of dreams and I would like to think that they do have meaning, but it is probably just your mind mixing the whole of the recent events together and coming up with some bizarre output.
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Ez said…
I'm not from Litchfield!

Also experiencing trippy dreams. Too much cheese before bedtime perhaps?
11 May 2009 at 15:16
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