I woke up this morning feeling a bit spooked. I had a couple of really WAY out there dreams that really seemed to bother me when I first woke up. You know how it is when you have a dream and it takes a few minutes after waking up to sort of shake it all off and realize that it was just a dream, and that you are indeed awake and not in that dream world anymore. Regardless, something Tamara said after telling her about my dreams sort of stuck with me. Let me share what I dreamt about first.
There were two dreams, and now that it’s been like 6-7 hours since I woke up they will be a little fuzzy but I still remember the basics.
Dream #1 was about Tamara going out on a date with another guy. She and I were married and she was fully aware of the fact that by going out with this guy, she was cheating on her husband. It wasn’t a friendly date. It was a date with the intention of it being more and likely her sleeping with him. Funny thing was, the guy she was on a date with was Kevin McKidd. If you don’t know that name it doesn’t surprise me. He’s the guy who played Dan Vasser on Journeyman. Awesome TV show but another victim of the writer’s strike. Regardless, it seemed pretty weird that Tamara of all people would be cheating on me. I don’t recall all the details just something about her being out to dinner with the guy. Very unsettling.
I woke up, and then fell back to sleep for dream #2.
Dream #2 was more like the movie Mars Attacks! then anything else. Aliens had landed on earth and they were extremely powerful and were interested in slaving the human race for work labour. There was a minor resistance but really, the end of man was really at hand and I was trying desparately to protect Tamara and Dylan from being captured. Alas, I was unsuccessful as both were captured by the aliens, but somehow I managed to evade them. I wasn’t running away, but something like the military grabbed me and saved me but left Tamara & Dylan to be captured. I have this memory of watching them being taken away by the aliens.
SO, even though the first dream is more normal than the second one, both dreams share a common theme. Loss of a loved one. The first dream is a little more subtle about it but the result is the same. I read it to be symbolic as a fear of losing someone I care dearly for to someone else. The second dream enforces that same theme but shows it in a much more literal manner. Both of them actually being taken from me. Ripped from my hands.
Both dreams are somewhat troublesome to me, but Tamara made a comment this morning that put it into perspective.
Without going into details, both me and Tamara have friends who are experiencing some major issues in their marriages. Both situations involve infidelity, but the specifics vary, the people vary, and the situation is definitely varied between the two scenarios. However, both are good friends, and both are a concern to us. Tamara made the comment that perhaps a combination of watching too much television and being so close to our friends is now affecting how we dream.
I think that this is very possible, but I also think that by seeing how other people lead their lives, it affects your own. How many times have you seen a friend say or do something that turned out badly, and you in turn said to yourself that you would never do the same thing? How many times have you done the same thing and then kicked yourself for not listening to yourself earlier?
Dreams are a funny thing. It always seems that somehow the activities going on in your life are thrown into this sort of blender with everything else that you know and out comes this thing called a dream which may or may not have any actual significance. I know for me I have had some weird dreams. Riding a bike on BK Whopper roads would top the weirdest although having to swim out of a pool of seaman at the The Shipyard was another weird one. Where the hell do these come from anyway?
Plus, I also think that my dreams may be a reflection of both what’s going on in my life now versus what has gone on in my life before. Could the issues I am seeing in my friends be bringing up convoluted dreams of my own past and my own insecurities? Interesting to ponder isn’t it?
Regardless, it’s after 3pm and my two dreams are still on my mind. I’m looking outside and wondering if the aliens are coming today or tomorrow, or if Tamara is at home boffing the guy from Journeyman (or anyone else for that matter). At least I’m confident to know that it’s more likely that aliens will invade and destroy humanity. 🙂
