Well don’t. It can get you into a hell of a mess. Last night I had the most beautiful dream about me and a woman I once worked with, so I decided to call her and just talk and perhaps ask her to meet me for lunch.
WRONG!
Once she remembered who I am, she proceeded to berate me for never having spoken to her while at work (I’m pretty shy and she was not considered to be in my league or I in hers, as I remember) and who did I think I was calling her just because I had a dream wherein we interacted romantically? I should immediately go back to sleep and dream that she had slapped me and then let that be an end to it.
Man, am I a :wally or what?
Probably I will go to sleep tonight and my subconscious mind will be there waiting with the words “Whatta Marroon!”
…like the time I dreamed I asked my boss for the day off and that he had given it to me, and when i woke up I thought that it had actually happened. Whoops.
Well, I guess I have had dreams spur me into action that I had already been considering. Like, once in HS I had a dream about this girl i had a crush on, that I asked her out and she said yes and we lived happily ever after. So I convinced myself to ask her out and she said no.
No, but I have gone to sleep with absolutely no feelings whatsoever for a particular girl, then woken up the next morning after an incredibly INTENSE sexual dream about her to be madly in love with her. Never acted upon it, though.
Ah, that’s too bad, Quasi. I act on my dreams all the time; when I’m having a problem that I can’t figure out in real time, I quite often dream a solution to it. Some of my best ideas have come from my busy little brain while I’m sleeping.
Oh, and about this woman?
1-She sounds kinda mean. Good comeback on her part, though. 2-You told her you called her because of a dream? Oops. A little TMI, perhaps? But she’s mean anyway, so try to dream about a nicer girl next time.
That girl is a bitch, the true meaning of the dream has thus been decyphered
As for the dream thing, I don’t think I’ve ever had a really sexual dream. No, never.
I have however had some really romantic ones. Once I even fell rather deeply in love with a girl I only knew as a friend before the dream! I never acted on it though, I probably should have. Man, I still miss her
Oh, and the really weird thing is I’m not a romantic guy when I’m awake. I shudder to think what kind of a sissy I have inside me, struggling to get out!
God, I just recoiled in terror when I saw all the smilies in my short post. Sorry, I guess I have a smiley problem. (I even had to delete the unhappy smiley from the end of this post, it’s a reflex.)
Yep, and I’m glad I did. Saturday night I had a dream, twenty seconds or so of which scared the living shit out of me. I was driving a stretch of road I do normally, with a watermelon on the passenger seat. Bright sunny day. All of a sudden, a gray full-size pickup truck with a camouflage canoe on the roofrack swerves across the merge land and plows into my passenger side front quarter panel. The car flips three times, breaking the watermelon, and I have red stuff running in my eyes. Fade to black. Then I jerk myself awake.
Sunday morning, I decide to do the grocery shopping without my wife, as I get up insanely early and she likes to sleep in. I also slept in this morning, so the sun was fully up when I got to the store. They had a good price on watermelons, so I bought one. As I’m packing it all in the car, there’s no more room in the trunk, so I set the watermelon on the passenger seat. Then I realize my dream the night before, and how closely it’s mirroring my reality. I decide to drive extra carefully (and slower than normal). I take my normal route home, passing the place where the accident happened in the dream VERY slowly. Nothing happens. I drive on, thinking “Well, that was slightly dumb of me”.
And then I hear the brakes and tires squealing as a gray full-size pickup truck with a camouflage canoe on the roof rack swerves across the merge lane and two lanes of oncoming traffic, running one person half off the road. I had to go home and have a beer after that one.(The watermelon survived.)
So yes, I’m glad I acted on that dream. Now if I can just act on the one where I’m rubbing baby oil on Laetitia Casta in Fiji, I’ll be a happy man.
I think I’ll have to say yes… and btw, freaky story, False_God!
Sometimes I see my dreams as my head’s way of working stuff out without my conscious mind around to screw things up. If I can remember my dreams, I stand a good chance of waking up with a clearer idea of an issue I’ve been thinking of or a problem I’ve been having.
One example: back when my boyfriend and I were still in the just-chatting-friends stage, I was also in the very early stages of dating a guy I met at a friend’s wedding. As in we had been out exactly once, exchanged a few calls, and were planning a second date. I wasn’t terribly interested but I was trying to be realistic-- after all, Wedding Guy had expressed an interest, Not-Yet-BF hadn’t yet, and I had a history of pursuing guys who only wanted to be friends.
So a week or two into this, I have a totally innocent pair of dreams about NYBF, and wake up realizing where my affections were really heading. I dropped things with
Wedding Guy, made sure NYBF knew about it, and shortly thereafter NYBF did make his intentions clear and became the official BF. I think it was my subconscious’s way of saying, “Yoo hoo, stop wasting time, this is the one chance you don’t want to miss!”
Well, this doesn’t quite fit with the OP, but FG’s story reminded me of this, so I thought I would tell it.
Ever since I fell asleep at the wheel(back when I was MarxBoy), I have had this really wierd sleep thing. It’s not so bad now as it was right after the accident, but it still sucks. Right after I drift to sleep, when I’m right at the edge I bolt upright in bed thinking I have drifted off behind the wheel. It takes me a few seconds to realize that I did fall asleep, but not in a car. Every now and then I hear the sound of my car colliding with another. Then I have to get up and do something before I can sleep.
Yes, but not very exciting. I tend to ‘sleep on a problem’. Once I was having a problem with a computer at work and I dreamed the solution. The dream woke me up and I went right down to work and fixed it.
What can I say. I was young at the time. I know better now.
First, the OP’s question—Yes—woke up thinking the same six numbers over and over, in my head. Dialed it on the phone—nothing! Played the lottery—Nothing! So; so much for that jazz. Dreamt of a solution to a problem–like FEATHERLU–got up and handled it.
But–
Several peeps have alluded to dreams about “former” sweethearts/crushes—and DIDN’T call them? I heartly recommend that you DO!
I’ve just recently gotten in touch with a guy that I graduated from grade-school with. We’re having A HELLOFA GOOD TIME talking to each other. Sexual inuendos, propositions, pictures flying all over the place. Problem is–he’s in Chi and I’m not. GREAT fun though.
