Dreams

Do you take a lot of stock in dreams? Over the course of my years I've had people with various opinions about dreams. Some believed whole-heartedly in dream interpretation, like what Joseph does for the Pharaoh in the Bible. Others believe in dream interpretation but on a more New Age level. Others still didn't necessarily believe in interpretation but agreed that dreams are your subconscious relaying issues that are weighing heavily on your mind and not necessarily a glimpse into the future.

This morning I woke from what one could only describe as a very bad dream. Now, like most dreams, what happened in the dream is next to impossible and of course, not necessarily in a proper sequence. Let me continue by actually telling you what my dream was.

My dream begins as Darling Daughter and I were traveling from a friends house to my parents house in what is normally an uneventful hour-long drive. We're driving along, but the car is acting funny and pulling in one direction and is all over the road. We end up ditching our car due to seismic activity. We then are walking but realize we're on a fault line. Suddenly we're in what I could only describe as a subway station tunnel, we're underground but not on the tracks. Everything is concrete, metal and mosaic tiles. Everything is cracking beneath our feet.

After a very strong quake, I realize DD is behind me. I start freaking out, because I'm also above her and there's no way she can climb to where I am without help due to her size. Someone does help her to me (the station is full of people) and there's a small quake as I get her in my arms and tell her to hang on. She's crying that she can't and I tell her she has to. A guy says "here, I'll take her" and just as I say "over my dead body" there's a strong quake - the strongest yet - and the ground beneath the guy gives way. I'm hanging on to a metal handrail with one hand and gripping DD and pulling her against me as tight as I can. Finally it stops and I can see a mechanism that has a window with red and green lines that keep moving that reads "fault line". On the other side of it the ground is solid and just as I'm about to reach it, is when I woke up

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See? Impossible. Now someone who interprets dreams could say that the seismic activity could indicate that my subconscious doesn't believe me to be theoretically on solid ground and that I am desperate in attempting to get there. You could also say that the whole "Mamma Bear" syndrome kicked in and that perhaps my dream was relaying to me that if I had any doubts as to whether or not I'm a good parent, I need not be.

I call it all malarky and say it was just a bad dream that I'm going to have to try really hard to shake.