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a conversation i'm having has just made me realize that there were dreams from childhood i used to remember... and now i don't anymore.
right now, i only have two dream-images from early childhood - and oddly enough, both involve transportation.
one is a dream about returning from a (real) vacation, in which the plane we were on lands on a (cleared version) of our street in russia. the other is of a train going on train tracks where there is just a path in front of the side-courtyard of our bulding in russia.
both dreams were so realistic, that it took effort for me when i was younger to realize they were just dreams - and the dream of the plane landing has actually wiped all memory of what the actual plane landing (and getting home afterwards) was like.
the other is of my one and only nightmare. i was watching a movie where an alien woman travels to earth as a rose to somehow get something to save her home planet... and this of course involves a guy falling in love with her and then realizing that whatever it would take to save her and her planet would destroy us. and i had my first and only nightmare, in which she appeared in my dream and i was scared shitless. and then i realized it was just a dream, and everything was ok and haven't had a "there's something out to get me and i must run away" dream since.
of course when i was a kid, i had the ugliest teddy bear. it was ratty and patched up, and neither of the button-eyes sat well, and all the stuffing had fallen out of its neck, so the head just hung limp (shuddup!). and my family made a point of telling me how ugly the poor teddy bear was. but, to my little-kid's logic, the bear protected me against burglars, because any burgler that could get into the house would see the ugly teddy bear and would get so scared they'd run away. yeah.
(and its like an hour later, so i might as well post this)
right now, i only have two dream-images from early childhood - and oddly enough, both involve transportation.
one is a dream about returning from a (real) vacation, in which the plane we were on lands on a (cleared version) of our street in russia. the other is of a train going on train tracks where there is just a path in front of the side-courtyard of our bulding in russia.
both dreams were so realistic, that it took effort for me when i was younger to realize they were just dreams - and the dream of the plane landing has actually wiped all memory of what the actual plane landing (and getting home afterwards) was like.
the other is of my one and only nightmare. i was watching a movie where an alien woman travels to earth as a rose to somehow get something to save her home planet... and this of course involves a guy falling in love with her and then realizing that whatever it would take to save her and her planet would destroy us. and i had my first and only nightmare, in which she appeared in my dream and i was scared shitless. and then i realized it was just a dream, and everything was ok and haven't had a "there's something out to get me and i must run away" dream since.
of course when i was a kid, i had the ugliest teddy bear. it was ratty and patched up, and neither of the button-eyes sat well, and all the stuffing had fallen out of its neck, so the head just hung limp (shuddup!). and my family made a point of telling me how ugly the poor teddy bear was. but, to my little-kid's logic, the bear protected me against burglars, because any burgler that could get into the house would see the ugly teddy bear and would get so scared they'd run away. yeah.
(and its like an hour later, so i might as well post this)