Morning All!

Ugh! I’m really not feeling it now. I have’t slept properly for weeks on end! I really think my body clock has changed and there is nothing I can do about it. I’ve tried hot drinks, sleeping pills, no sugar at night e.t.c. Nothing seems to work! I do keep waking up every hour or so. Is it any wonder I feel drained all the time? I did manage to have some dreams during the broken hours. Here they are.

Sunday 13th January 2019

I dreamed I was the bride to be at a hen party. It was the night before the hen party and I was out in a bar with my girlfriends. We were sat round a table all drinking and chatting. Then I overheard one of my friends saying I had to turn up on my own the following day. I felt a sudden sickness in my chest and an overwhelming sense of anxiety. I didn’t like going into places I didn’t know on my own. What if I’m the only one there? What if I turn up at the wrong place? All these thoughts were going round my head. I decided to head home. I said to the girls I would see them tomorrow. When I got home my bed was covered in hen party gifts. Balloons, glittery words, straws e.t.c. The weirdest thing I saw were a couple of furry pears. They were fluffy and had googley eyes!

Afterwards I dreamed I saw my neighbour across the road. For some reason I was holding his bedding as we were talking outside. I was dragging the bedding on the floor and it got dirty. I apologised and said I would wash it and bring it back. He got the right ass with me and was being very rude and nasty. I marched up to his car and shouted at him telling him not to be a dick and it was an accident!

Honestly! What is up with me and my dreams? First of all I am already married so why would I dream about being the bride to be? Also why was I out with my friends the night before the hen party? The hen party never happened, I just saw the gifts on the bed. It seemed to me at the time it was a sign that the hen party wasn’t taking place and everyone had left the gifts for me rather than set them up. I don’t know, but I really do have a fear in walking on unknown territory. My second dream was odd. I have’t dreamed about any of my neighbours in a while. Again, I have no idea why I was holding his bedding or why he ended up being really nasty. Hopefully there is no bad blood. I hate confrontation.

If you enjoyed this dream, why not read my diary.