So I had a bit of a breakdown on Monday, and ever since then I've been suffering from these terrible nightmares. They are a combination of Harry Potter, Titanic, and an aquarium filled with chained-down killer fish (that could easily break free and come after me, and yes, don't ask me how this is possible when we're not all underwater). I have no idea where these random things come from or why they put themselves together in my head, but I swear I'm absolutely exhausted from waking up all night long, terrified out of my skin. The worst is when Dobby from Harry Potter attacks me, pinning me up against a railing as he threatens me with his blood-stained teeth.
Experts say our dreams are manifestations of our fears, desires, etc. I'm guessing that my little breakdown on Monday is the reason for these killer-fish dreams. So far there has been no blood in the dreams (except for Dobby's teeth), but as me and my group of tourists (I guess they are tourists) are being guided through this Harry Potter/Titanic/aquarium thingy, we are told many stories of the giant clam who has eaten people. The scariest thing of all is how the tour guide tells these stories, nonchalantly, as if she could care less if the clam were to slurp one of us up right then and there.
One of my biggest fears is to be eaten by a giant clam, didn't you know? To be stuck in a tight, smelly, wet, sloppy space and slowly be digested, screaming and writhing in the pain the entire time.
Yes, I have an overactive imagination.
I don't know if I have a point here today, but it sure does feel good to get all this out of my head. Maybe my nightmares will go away now, replaced with unicorns and cupcakes and happy dewdrops. Or maybe this is just good fodder for a short story. I think my dreams often get tucked away into my subconscious for ideas later - and I often forget all about them. What about you and your dreams? Any strange ones lately?