scream dream

Just had a nightmare. Winter, night time, I’m at home looking out a window. It’s dark outside, with just a bit of yellow light shining out the window. I’m wearing a masquerade mask and I don’t know why. I fall asleep standing and looking out the window. Then I awaken (in the dream) suddenly, because I’ve just taken a picture of something with my phone, and the sound and flash startled me. I’m still standing there looking out the window wearing the mask but I don’t know how I took my phone out or what I was trying to take a picture of. The room is dark now, not sure how long I was standing there for. I start getting scared. I try to look around the room, I think I’m in my bedroom and Jenn is asleep on the bed but I can’t tell for sure. I try to wake her up but realize I can’t move or speak. I panic and start trying to scream. I eventually wake myself up in real life because I’m shaking and whimpering.

i woke up screaming again last night

Had another bad nightmare last night. In this one I was in a big house, heading to bed at night. I had turned off the lights in a room and then walked out of it, but then the light in that room came back on. I had a terrible, ominous feeling then. I looked back in the room and saw a hand just inside the doorway at the far end of the room, like it had just switched the lights back on, waited for me to look and see it, and was now sliding back out of sight around the corner. That was it, that was when I lost it and started screaming in the dream. As I was waking up I could hear the weird sleep paralysis sounds I was actually making IRL and they weren’t screams at all. Jenn was just making fun of me for them, her impression of them sounds kind of like an owl purring. “Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo,” like that. Whatever, I was terrified. It took me a few minutes to settle down after she woke me up, it really spooked me.

Back in the saddle, baby.

Ps, wordpress says I’ve been blogging for nine years now. Nine years of this kind of drivel. Wow. That’s really…something.

just another night

I had a bad nightmare last night. I jotted down notes on it this morning because I wanted to blog about it but didn’t have time to write it all out then. I kind of like the notes though so I’m just going to stick with them instead of fleshing it out.

• large condo
• grandma’s rugs
• bill and rob had laid flooring, did terrible job
• fireplace had been bricked over but smoke was coming out of it
• i got closer and saw fireplace was only half bricked over, and now big flames were coming out of the hole
• flip phone fell out of my pocket onto the floor in front of fireplace and started vibrating

The first three elements were just unsettling, then the fourth and fifth had me like “oh shit,” and the phone ringing is what broke me. I woke up screaming again. Well, Jenn woke me up because I was trying to scream but couldn’t. Fuck me, it was scary.

you’re coming along

I woke up screaming again last night. I was having a nightmare that I was in a hotel or apartment building — there was a main hallway, with doors on either side. There were a couple people around but I don’t remember if I was talking to them, maybe one of them? Anyway, I felt an evil presence and I think I knew it was a dream at that point so I tried to play it cool and was pretending to laugh it off but the more I laughed, the more intense the evil presence became. My laughing and the presence increased to a fever pitch, a deafening din, at which point I felt like I was then face to face with the presence. It all came to a crescendo and I could no longer keep up my brave face and I started screaming in terror. Jenn woke me up then, and I heard the tale end of my own garbled, sleep-paralyzed screaming as I came to. Holy hell, it was scary.

This has gradually been happening more and more lately, the whole nightmare/garbled sleep screaming/Jenn waking me up shtick. I’m not sure why. It’s not like I’ve been watching anything scary lately. I mean, I keep trying but everything I watch stinks. Maybe my brain is coming up with its own movies, giving me what I wish I was getting from all the films I watch. Huh, maybe.

Regardless, I feel like I should revisit my practice of telling my brain “no nightmares tonight, buddy” just before I go to sleep. That has worked well in the past. The thing is, I’m not having tons of nightmares or anything. It’s only like once a month or so this happens, so it seems silly to give myself the pep talk every night when there’s such a small chance of having a nightmare, especially one that leads to screaming.

Maybe I should just keep on waking up screaming. I think Jenn likes it anyway. Who doesn’t like waking up to that?