"Well, there is only one piece of advice I can give you," said the wisest of wise men. "The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world and never to forget the drops of oil on the spoon."



('The Alchemist' Paulo Coelho)




Sunday, May 29, 2011

Dreams

I have slept in this morning. If you are looking at the time of this post and thinking, "9.15am on a Sunday? What's she on about?" well, it is late for me. Keith (apparently) sprang out of bed at 5.30am, which is not unusual for him and I am generally up and about between seven and half past at the latest. I was late this morning because for some reason, sleep had eluded me  between half past two and about half past four so, in all fairness, I was entitled to make up for that.
Those last few hours were spent in Dreamland. I don't often remember my dreams but they are generally about losing and searching fruitlessly for my purse or searching unsuccessfully for a toilet in some large building in which I happen to find myself. Sometimes they are about my finding myself in front of a strange class  and trying to obtain information, assistance and the whereabouts of the materials I need. (Common theme of anxiety here?)
This morning, it was about being in hospital with something very minor, although I can't remember what, and being informed that I would need an operation in which my neck would be broken and then reset and it would be done by a student nurse who had never done such a procedure before. Perhaps I need to stop watching Holby City and Casualty.
Having politely turned down the operation, well then I spent the rest of my time searching for a toilet!

9 comments:

Rosie said...

I am fascinated how our brain works when we are asleep.I too spend my night frequently searching for a toilet and when I find one it hasn't got a door and everyone can see me.

Jennyta said...

Just what happens with me, Rosie. I never do find one that I can be alone in with the door closed. :)

John Gray said...

and DONT WATCH ER either....well only the george clooney bits

Jennyta said...

I don't watch ER anyway, John. Bring back Emergency Ward 10 I say! ;)

Dr Wayne Q. Charlatan said...

A swift analysis of your dreams leads me to conclude that you had a repressed childhood and that you experienced an unsavoury incident in a hospital with a minor called Clive. I can solve all of your underlying problems with an intensive hypnotherapy course spread over three months - special discount rate today only of a mere 327 guineas.

Jennyta said...

Ah, I was awaiting you diagnosis, YP.Unfortunately, 327 guineas is beyond the pocket of a poor, humble retired lady like myself. Guess I'll just have to do some gestalt dreamwork on myself. :)

ZACL said...

Dreamland can be good even when you remember what it was you did or didn't do. Our brains are really interesting in the way they function, or not, as the case may be.

Could you be going to a hairdresser next dream trip?

Iatros said...

Maybe after 4 children you just need a wee and your subconscious is trying to tell you that as you sleep....just a thought....

Jennyta said...

ZACL, probably not if I don't find my purse. ;)

Thanks for that, Iatros. So you are 25% responsible then! :)

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