Dreams

I woke up this morning after having the most bizarre dream I have had in a very long time. I wish I knew that causes them because for a long time I didn't have any - at least not that I could remember - until about a year ago when something changed. I recently thought it might have something to do with cheese, because I had been eating rather a lot of the stuff over Christmas and the occurrence of the more vivid dreams seemed to be linked to the nights when I had been snacking on some late night cheese and crackers. Yesterday however, the only cheesy thing I ate was some cheese sauce with my dinner - which hardly counts as much so I still don't know.

I was in two minds about whether or not to write about my dream because not only was it utterly peculiar but perhaps slightly embarrassing and I do actually think that you can tell a lot about someone from their dreams. It is perhaps the only slightly non-standard 'psycho-science' that I believe has some element of truth about it and for all I know, I might be revealing all of my inner secret thoughts. Then I realised that that was what this blog was all about anyway - maybe not my secret thoughts but my general musings at least, hence the title of this blog.

The bits that I remember - and they are somewhat patchy but seemed to make sense at the time. I was somewhere sunny, on holiday I think with some friends - they seemed to be friends although I didn't recognise any of them - and some old people. The old people had cameras and kept taking pictures of things. The strange addition to the holiday crew were... wait for it... N-Dubz. Why on earth I would end up holidaying with N-Dubz I have no idea but I'm pretty sure it was them. It gets weirder believe it or not; the only major event that I remember from it was that I was in a room - my hotel/apartment bedroom which had bunk beds for some reason. I was scratching the inside of my ear a lot and one of the old ladies was telling me off for it. I then found myself outside on a bench with one of my 'friends' and was doing the same thing, only this time I found something. It seemed to peel away like an earwax earphone but it unravelled to look like a cloth map. I remember feeling like I could suddenly hear everything much clearer than before - I suppose I would if I'd have had that shoved in my ear but clearly that doesn't make any sense. Anyway, I showed it to one of the old ladies who told me that I had taken it out too soon and that I should have left it in there to protect against the earthquake that was coming next month.

Here is where some of it does start to make a bit of sense. Obviously there has been a lot of talk recently about earthquakes with the Haiti disaster currently ongoing but other than the twitter comments and snippets of news that are unavoidable, I haven't been giving it much attention - clearly my subconscious has though! Also, how did the old woman know that there was to be an earthquake next month? And how would a cloth map shoved in my ear help in any way?

Life's great mysteries I suppose. I would like to assure you that as far as I know I am not clinically insane and that I just have an over-active imagination, probably revealing itself after not being exercised enough recently. I mus try harder to engage in more imaginative pastimes.