Dreams

We have been talking a lot about the mind and dreams in my philosophy class lately, and I have decided I want to record some of the most memorable drams I've ever had.

The first dream I ever remember having was a very simple one. I was walking down a beautiful little path in the woods with Winnie the Pooh and Piglet. Nothing more than that.

The first nightmare I ever remember having took place up in the mountains. It was cold and snowy, and for some reason I found myself in and abandoned logging facility. Foghorn Leghorn and Wile E. coyote grabbed me, tied me up, and put me on the machine that cuts the logs in half. The last bit of the dream is me getting free and a crazed feral coyote jumping at me. It doesn't sound like much now, but as an eight year old that dream scared the crap out of me.

The weirdest dream I've had involved to many things to describe in detail. Basically, I was married to Caspian at a seaside gladiator arena in Narnia, kicked Edmund Pevensie's butt in swordplay, walked inside and came out of the bathroom of the aquarium. Weird stuff.

My favorite dream involved my dream guy proposing to me with a replica of Nenya while dressed as a Gondorian soldier. In elvish. God yes.

So those are some of the most memorable dreams I've had. Though I have a feeling after last night (I watched woman in black... That's another post) I may have more nightmares to record.