We were in a field. Wide, open, but hilly. The group on the area below were training their dogs. My family and I had arrived there after strolling past castle ruins along a path, which opened up to this park. We suddenly worried that the park gates might shut and we’d be locked inside, but they were only closing for the dogs. I ran and informed the dog owners, shouting at the top of my lungs for them to leave. They only had 2 minutes to get their dogs out of the park.
Sometimes dreams show us things or people we don’t recall thinking about for ages, but are somehow there, at the surface of our subconsciousness. Strange stuff :/
I really don’t think I have a phobia of being locked in parks, but you never know…
I got up this morning and preceded to tell my family I’d had a normal dream. You see, they are so used to my weird dreams, that they have become the norm.
My dream involved running through vege patches, pulling up potatoes and ripping branches off fruit trees, as we headed towards the sea, where we would turn into tiny people once we jumped in.
Now I’m sure there are many dream analysts out there that have explanations and meanings for many dreams… but mine sometimes seem so random and unrelated and strange that I wonder what on earth my brain is up to when I sleep.
Anywho, the point is that I’ve decided to create a dream blog. Simply because why not?!
Feel free to comment, follow, analyse, share your dreams, or purely be amused or weirded out!
P.S. The dream above was about a ‘rather strange’ on the scale of ‘weird’ to ‘extraordinarily bizarre’…