dreams are fun things. i just woke up from the best dream - it was very cool coz me and tim bought this awesome house (with all our money, and all our heaps marriedness). but it was the coolest house. rex sold it to use, and had shown us through it. i think bel had furnished some of it, coz i remember her handwriting on some of the little bits and pieces around the place. another part of my dream involved me and cathy bell running around Sydney at all hours of the morning trying to avoid scary people, and find a maccas. riiiight.
i love having dreams (mostly, coz the scary ones suck). I was talking to luke and kaz on saturday night about dreams, and luke was reminded of my dream from 1999 where he'd had a baby, and bart had thought the baby looked like him. we were all at supper in kirri's room, and tim had enough of the baby and almost put it's head through the wall. also running around the streets of thornleigh in pink dressing gowns (definitly influenced by luke and tim's pink teabag adventures). i think too tom's blog reminded me of recurring dreams - i had lots of flying ones (i fly doing breaststroke), and the one's where you can't quite open your eyes, or you can't quite run when you really need to. my scary dreams though are tornado ones. tornados freak me out - and so they're included in many of my nightmares :(
but dreams are fun, coz you wake up and if they were heaps realistic (well to you anyway) you can't tell for a minute if they were real or not. i think that maybe (coz i haven't done any psychology so really i don't know) it's a way of your brain debriefing itself after the day. so very often, although my dreams are totally left field, i can tend to trace it back to something that i'd been thinking about, something that happened that day or something that someone had spoken about that day. i think that's also pretty tricky. meanwhile the whole concept of a dream and how that works is beyond me!! i'm just happy to have them :)