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[threeplusfire]

Dreamed about dying, something that does not happen very often. Usually only at times when I'm broken by everyday living. I wasn't ready for it. Woke up clawing at the sheets, terrified.

I dreamed of a strange place, a place built of many places superimposed on each other. Typical of my dreams, I think. Some of the kids from the Prague trip were around, and I saw Hana. Driving down a street like Speedway, very slowly. There was an accident, though not a serious one. But I felt something wrong inside me, and the panic started. I have these dreams where I can feel myself dying, slowly, and nothing can stop it. Mike and Hana were trying to help me into a house to sit down, and I remember crying out that I couldn't close my eyes or I would die. These dreams are so vivid that I wake up with my heart pounding and my body shaking.

The sky is a weird overcast gold color, and just off enough to match my mood.

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[tsarina.livejournal.com]

I have those dreams when something in my life isn't working, or it just isn't right. Though exactly what that is right now remains to be determined. I still remember one I had my first year of college, about being stabbed by a man on the steps of the Tower. They're so strangely real. I wish the good dreams could be that vivid!