For about the past week or more, I've been waking up feeling like I've wrestled someone all night long. Chris has been on the road, so I've been sleeping alone. I have also felt like I had dreamt bad dreams, but I had no memory of the dreams...just the bad feeling when I woke up.
As you can imagine, after this going on for 5, 6, and 7 nights, I have been a zombie during the day!
Thursday morning I think I finally made a breakthrough. I remembered what I had dreamed. I didn't remember every detail, but I recalled enough of the dream to understand why I was waking up feeling drained every morning.
In my dream, Chris was in jail in another state and I had no access to him at all. I couldn't see him, talk to him, write him...nothing. I'm not sure why he was in jail, except that it was the result of some sort of misunderstanding, and the police were after me too (I was a fugitive!). The whole dream I was running and running and running to try and stay away from the police.
I've never been a runner, but have always thought it would be nice if I was! This part of the dream was actually kind of fun *grin*.
Anyway, in my dream I ran to the building where I work, then for some reason decided that was not a safe place to be and that I needed to leave. BUT I COULDN'T GET OUT! Every door I tried to open would break. The latch on the bathroom stall was stuck. My office door hinges wouldn't budge. The front door was locked and my key wouldn't work. All the while, I'm running out of time. I don't know why I felt this sense of urgency, but I did. I was running against the clock.
I FINALLY get out to my car in the parking lot, but I can't get in my car to get away. A big truck has parked so close to me on the driver's side that I can't open my door, so I race around to the passenger's side to crawl through. When I grab the door handle on the passenger's side, it breaks off in my hand. At that moment, the police surround me and I wake up all flustered and out of breath.
I don't know if I'm having this same dream every night (because this was the only night I could remember), but I wake up feeling the same way.
Okay blog-o-sphere, please help me out! I very, very rarely remember my dreams, and I almost never feel like I have bad dreams, so what is going on with me??? I want to see your comments with the best dream interpretation that you've got!
Do you think the running in my dreams can make up for the lack of running in real life?