Another entertaining dream with a twist. Or was it twisted?!
These details aren’t as clear as those of some of my dreams,
but I do know it took place in a cemetery and I was staggering, trying to loop
my arm through that of someone nearby to help me. The trouble was that he was
invisible, and my arm kept going through his body. I pretty much reached the
end of my rope, so to speak, when the back of my right hand hit one wall, and
the front of my left hand hit an adjacent wall. I had truly walked into a
corner! I wasn’t quite awake yet, so as I “looked” down the wall, it appeared
to be very long with two doors. I woke up at that point to see that I had
walked myself into a corner: I was indeed looking at the entry door and the bathroom
door. My right hand only stung a little.
This had a better outcome than when I last walked in
my sleep two years ago. I had basically run in my sleep, hitting a closed
bathroom door head-on; in other words, I “stubbed” my head into my shoulders! My head and shoulders hurt for several days. And I scared the dickens out of both Steve and myself
because I screamed. I screamed loudly. He was still awake and when he came
running, he found me dazed on my hands and knees.
It's never a dull moment here because I do seem to
talk, walk, sing, scream, and laugh--perhaps more in my sleep than I do when I’m
awake.
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