Okay, I may not have been trapped in the nightmare of last night the entire sleeping time, but most of it, that's for sure. The nightmare just went on, new people stopped by, seasons changed... I know it took some serious time because I remember waking up a couple of times and noticing the increasing of traffic, the dog changing his place to sleep, things like that. And in the morning I saw a zombie staring at me in the mirror with eyes that were barely visible between those red, swollen eyelids...
It was the kind of nightmare that just sticks with you, you know. You've got that weird feeling when you get up. You try to shake it off, then decide to go through the things that made you anxious in the dream, just to get things sorted out in your head. Then you get that ridiculous idea of the dream meaning something more, something that only your subconsciousness has yet noticed.
Then you go to school and forget it. Just to get the funny feeling back when you close the apartment door behind you in the afternoon.
It's obviously a good thing that dreams process things that bother you both consciously and unnoticed - this one did that, yes. But why does it have to happen in such an unpleasant way, huh? This night I only want to have good dreams. For a change, ok? Or if it has to be a dream trying to fix my oh so troubled mind (...), could I just have one where I'm comfortably on the couch of a shrink?
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