I had one of those dreams that when I woke up, I felt uncomfortable and frightened. It is said that everyone dreams, but that you just don't remember and with some training, you can help yourself to remember. I'm one of those people who say that they
don't dream.. or seldom do. I try to remember when I first get up, but between making coffee, writing my blog, and cuddling Noodle, I forget to try and remember. But I had a dream the other night that was too realistic. Of course it involved Bob ,who I was
catching as he collapsed on the floor between our bedroom and our guest bathroom. It was too vivid. The scary part is that as I was catching him, I was calling for my Mother to come and help. That was the scary part. How did she get in my dream, and why. Is
there a message. I called and called to her for help because she was in the house. But she didn't come. What would a psychiatrist have to say about this ! She was not a nice person, but I think that she would have come to my aid.Is this message
about Bob or was it about my mother. Or about me. One, I hope that this wasn't about Bob. Two, always blame your Mother for everything. And three, If this is what dreaming is like, I don't want any.