Some people have dreams that may have an element of precognition but I think that mine are usually the result of anxiety over some situation coupled with something unpleasant I’ve seen on television. I think when you live alone it’s better to try to rationalise dreams than to let your imagination run away with you.
It’s probably a good thing that our dreams fade quickly once we wake up because sometimes I’ve had dreams that, before I forget them, seemed so weird that even I couldn’t find a rational explanation for them.
I can’t recall having nightmares very often as an adult though; at least not the kind where you wake up and are afraid to go back to sleep. When I was much younger my scariest dreams were about being forced to go to school (as an adult) or about falling. The school ones faded as I grew older and more self-confident but before they did my dream self learned to say “I don’t have to be here.” I still dream about falling but at least it doesn’t hurt as much as when I do it in real life because I never land.
I did have a bad dream the other night though. I woke up at three in the morning. I don’t recall the details now but it involved me sleeping on the floor at our local op shop, something about a fire in the roof and hearing voices outside. The voices part was so clear that when I woke I actually thought that maybe there was someone outside. However, as Cindy was sound asleep on her bed beside me I’m sure there wasn’t. Her hearing is much better than mine. I think in that particular case I was more frightened that I might not be dreaming.
I tried to think this odd dream through before I forgot all the details and recalled that I’d seen sparks shooting out of the chimney in my neighbour’s shed recently and had been worried about a fire. As for the Op Shop as I am a volunteer I’m pretty involved in it but not to the point of camping out there so I don’t know where that came from!