I’ve been having bad dreams ever since I moved to Pittsburgh. I never had nightmares but, I guess with the nerves and all, the midnight monsters have caught up with me. It has been getting worse since the summer. I’ve had dreams where my teeth are broken and falling off, dreams where I’m bleeding and, last night, I had a dream where I had these gross-looking wounds on both of my feet.
I looked all of this up in a little dream dictionary a co-worker gave me back home in Chicago. Well, actually, he let me borrow it but I never gave it back. As you can imagine, it’s not good. Apparently, the teeth dream means that I feel loss of control, the blood means a situation is draining me and the wounds mean some one has caused me pain and/or betrayed me.
Really, dream dictionary? Really? Thank you for reiterating things I’ve been fully aware of! How about you tell me something I don’t know? Like when these nightmares will stop! I hate bad dreams. Not only are they bad but they are as bad as they seem because they’re
subconsciously telling reminding you about all the bad things going on in your life.
Yeah, bad dreams are the midnight monsters.