I am an awkward sleeper. When I am asleep, I move all over the place. I’m not talking about sleep-walking. I mean my position on the bed would change through the night. I often will wake up in the morning or at some point during my sleep not knowing how I got to this position on the bed. I think that’s why it’s hard for me to sleep with someone else. There’s no freedom of movement if someone is right next to me.
I lost quite a lot of sleep sleeping with my mom during her family’s visit back in 2012. Not only was her snoring keeping me up most of the night, I felt like I was sleeping in a tube. I could only stay in one position. If I turn one way, the spring from the bed would squeak and she would feel it on her side and wake her up. So I was 200% glad to be back in my own bed after the trip was over.
My dreams can be incredibly very vivid but then again, I’ll probably forget by mid-day. Those dreams are what I would call “action dreams”. They are like watching an action movie. They are not exactly dreams but they’re not exactly nightmares either. They’re kind of in between.
I remember one from few nights ago, I am still not sure what caused me to have such intense and violence dream.
I was in a speeding car. I wasn’t bound. At the same time, I had a suspicion I wasn’t exactly free either. A man with large dark beard was in the driver’s seat and I was in the passenger seat. I watched as he turned the wheel aggressively to swerve traffic. I don’t recognize him but at the same time, I could speak. I wasn’t gagged. My dreams just tend to be one big silent movie.
I remember hitting the pavement in the dream and next thing I knew, there’s a gun lying next to me. The man stalked toward me like a gorilla as I aimed and shot him squarely in the chest. I didn’t even look away. No remorse. No guilt. I suddenly felt exhausted. I closed my eyes and fell asleep. When I opened my eyes again, I was staring at large red numbers, 6:30. It was the time on my alarm clock. My head wasn’t resting on my pillow nor I was at the same position as when I went to bed. My body had completely turned 90-degree clockwise. Weird, right?
That was one of the most vivid dreams I had recently but my dreams aren’t all like that. Some of my dreams, I think, belong at the next level of weirdness. They kind of prove that everyone has a sixth sense, a sense that typically occur under unexpected circumstances like dreams. What am I talking about? Foreshadowing, predictions etc.
I have always dreaded when grades are about to come out that I dream about them. Now, that is a nightmare. Especially when I was an undergraduate because I knew I did poorly in my classes and so I tend to get very panicky at the end of the semester.
Then, I would have those dreams where I am doing the same thing every time, sitting before my computer, logging into my university account, and looking up grades. Once I got a glimpse of my grades, I would immediately wake up. Several times, it made me turn on my tablet immediately to log in and check to see if my dream was right but most of the time, it would be blank, no grades had been entered in yet.
I cannot remember the last prediction dream I had other than the dreams about my grades a few weeks ago otherwise, I would tell it to you. Anyway, this is all I’m going to say on this topic.