Sunday, November 4, 2012

Pain Paranoia

Last night's dream was a mixture of a lot of things, including field trips, camping...pretty much different types of vacations. But the most vivid part is what stuck with me all day today.

I was at my grandma's house, a place I spend a lot of dream-time in, and I started to have a sore throat. It turned into a very bad sore throat and I was having extreme trouble swallowing food. I reached up to touch my neck and was shocked and terrified that it was swollen about twice the width it normally is.

Obviously I was freaking out. Talking to people and asking for help. Nobody knew what to do. They tried to feed me and it was like trying to swallow if your throat was the size of one of those coffee stirrer straws. It was the most awful feeling, and then my head started to swell as well. It was just about time to call 911 when I woke up.

All day today, I could still remember the feeling of my swollen neck and the pain that came with it. Consequently, I've been touching my neck all day long to make sure it's still a normal size.

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Spy, Psych, Psychic?

Last night's dream was ... eventful to say the least.

My dream started off in a foreign country, one that is very dangerous for Americans to even visit. I happened to be a spy working for the CIA and I was partnered with the main girl in the show Covert Affairs. Duh.

We were trying to blend in and not call any attention to ourselves because it would put us in some major danger. But then all heck broke loose. There were skinned animals in this front courtyard of an office building and then people started pointing fingers at us because we were outsiders.

Next thing I know, we're doing awesome rolls on the ground and hiding out of place with guns in hand trying to get away from these 2 women who were after us with weapons. For some reason I left and she went on to do another mission.

I ended up at a small diner a few blocks away. It was pretty busy but I took a seat next to, apparently my friend in this world, Shawn Spencer from the show Psych (also on USA - same as Covert Affairs). Of course. Gus had been there but got up to use the restroom.

Henry Spencer was also there at the next table over, watching us. And then Shawn and I ate Gus's fries.

The End.

Normally I would think this is totally a normal dream, being as I am OBSESSED with Psych and am often fighting and running and hiding in my dreams. But the Covert Affairs part tripped me up this morning. I haven't seen ANY of season 2 yet. I just haven't had time for it in a while. But in my email inbox after I woke up was a message from USA reminding me that Covert Affairs was coming back tonight with a new episode.

I kind of freaked myself out a bit.