Dream Analysis 101

by Caleb Grabowski on March 28, 2014

“Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying…”

I had a bit of a revelation this morning. I was watching Avengers again, and simply waiting for the time to pass. The joys of being sick, underemployed, and a full-time student. As I was watching the movie, I had that sense of recall that only certain moods can shake loose. I had this memory of running and performing in some sort of competition. As I gave the memory more energy, simply trying to place it and what context it had, the realization hit me. It wasn’t a memory. Just a recurring dream. Then I began thinking about it more and more. The realization turned into a lead weight and it just sunk into my chest. My body was filled the oncoming dread that only a nightmare can induce. This dream wasn’t an ordinary dream, it was a nightmare and a recurring one at that. So as I sat on my couch watching the Avengers trying to reconcile this, it was a strange feeling. I have always had a hard time recalling dreams. I have only a handful of dreams from my life that I remember, but sometimes I’m convinced that I don’t even remember the actual dream. I simply remember talking about the dream, and I’m sure each retelling of the dream grows and shapes the dreams, until they’re just stories I tell.

I’m sure this dream is no different. I don’t think I had the dream last night. I can’t even remember the last time I would have had it. All I can remember is that every bad dream I’ve had in recent memory has been this dream. The terror this dream induces isn’t anything from the mind of Wes Craven or Eli Roth. No modern master of horror plays in my head. The terror in my head is best equated as being Hitchcockian. (I like that word, it sounds fun.) That is, the sense of dread is more subdued, a paced sense of oncoming panic, if that makes sense. I felt like I’ve built it up enough that all it can do is disappoint now, so why not explain the dream now.

It begins rather innocuously. I’m running on a sidewalk in a neighborhood. It’s either morning or evening, right when the sun is in that place in the sky where you can’t truly discern night or day. I’m running, I’m exhausted, and I feel that sensation in your mouth, the hot, blood-taste, that permeates your saliva. (I swear to God, that better be a universal sensation or I’m going to the hospital right now.) As I run, my paces slows,  then almost simultaneously, I feel rejuvenated and energy flows back into my body. This is where the dread builds. With the reenergized legs, I try to lengthen my stride and go faster. My legs fill with sand, time slows to a crawl and the faster I try to move, the slower I actually move. When I consciously try to stop, time returns to normal. Immediately, I try to regain my pace and stride, and then the burdened legs return twice as quickly. This happens until I can’t move at all. The slowed sensation creeps up from my legs into my chest, and begins to suffocate me. When I awake it’s always at the moment that I’m frozen in time within the dream.

“And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying…” – Robert Herrick

Movie of the Week – John Dies at the End (2012), this movie sat in my Netflix queue for some time. Probably since I first read reviews from its time in the festival circuit. I regret not watching it sooner. So much fun, definitely in the vein of Tucker & Dale vs. Evil and Cabin in the Woods. And it was based on a book to boot, and apparently there’s a sequel. My summer reading list may be occupied now.

Favorite Songs of the Week:

Pearl Jam – “Soon Forget”

Goldfinger – “Answers”

Lady Gaga – “Born This Way”

willy billy March 29, 2014 at 5:20 pm

I love me some “Soon Forget”. I had an alien abduction dream about a month or two ago that woke me and sent me into my very first for realsies panic attack. Laura had to help me not go crazy.

Caleb Grabowski April 1, 2014 at 1:13 pm

Dude … That sounds terrifying … I usually just wake up with my knuckles hurting from clinching my fists in my sleep … That bothers me too

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