This forgetfulness is a fairly new phenomenon. I still can vividly recall several dreams from my childhood, like the one where I fell off the bridge leading to my grandparents' house. That was scary. At some point in my adult life, though, I've lost the ability to recall my dreams. Maybe it's a byproduct of my pregnancies. Whatever. I've accepted it.
Then, this morning, I woke up and remembered every color, emotion, and word spoken from something I dreamed last night. I feel it is a sign from Freud and must share it with you:
I'm standing on a small platform in a smoky comedy club, holding a microphone. I introduce myself: Hi, I'm Kim. Not Kimberly. Kimberly is the name of a giggly, blonde-haired cheerleader. My mother was no fool. She called me Kim, which is more the name of a strong . . . dark-haired . . . Korean man.
Don't ask me what it means. However, I would like to add that the audience cracked up.
Dinner last night: margherita pizza
I rarely remember my dreams. Just usually the fact that they were not good, or good, or something like that. And then the dreams that I remember, I'll think about and then realize they don't make any sense, and should be forgotten.
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
This may sound weird, but I read somewhere that the inability to remember your dreams is often related to a deficiency of one of the B vitamins. I started taking B-complex to help with nerve pain a while back and what do you know - I'm remembering my dreams much more often!
You are a winner of the Mystery Picture Competition Kim - and no, you are not dreaming ;)
Do come and collect your award :o)
That joke is FUNNY!
I'm no dream interpreter, but I think this means that you are going to be the next host of the Tonight Show.
If you can't get a laugh in your dreams what good are they?
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