Tissue Dreams

This morning after shooing him out of the house, I went back to bed and attempted to catch another 30 minutes of sleep.

Despite how tired I was, I ended up dreaming of boxes of tissues. Of all things! The tissues were all over the place, and refused to be stacked nicely.

To see or use tissue in your dream, indicates that it is time to let go of the past and move on. You need to confront your current problems in order to progress forward.

As P said, the interpretations are all the same. Maybe innately, dreamers are all stressed-out and unfulfilled individuals.

But still, that was such a crap dream.

Car Crash! Almost Real...

I'm a crappy driver when I'm very tired or distracted. Last Wednesday was a combination of both for me. Coupled with the stress of being in possession of his over-precious car, the drive home was really unnerving.

Then guess what I dreamt about this morning? Crashing the car! And the mean machine actually split into two! It was a verified nightmare.

To dream that you are driving a car, denotes your ambition, your drive and your ability to navigate from one stage of your life to another. Consider how smooth or rough the car ride is. If you are driving the car, then you are taking an active role in the way your life is going.

To dream that you are in a car crash, indicates that your beliefs, lifestyle, or goals are clashing with another's. It may also represent a shocking situation or painful experience. Alternatively, car crashes may forewarn of your dangerous or careless driving habits.

Freudien Revelation

To dream that you are riding a bicycle, signifies your desires to attain a balance in your life. You need to balance work and pleasure in order to succeed in your current undertakings. If you have difficulties riding the bicycle, then it suggests that you are experiencing anxieties about making it on your own.

Why is this finding not a surprise at all??

꿈운 이루어진다?

Dreams are undisputed reflections of one's waking life, worries and perhaps, inner desires.

Having held firmly this belief, I am often drawn to the strange plots that my sleeping mind conjures. They often seem to hold insights to the unfulfilled desires my consciousness is so good at suppressing or denying existence.

I dreamt that I was working alongside LL in a classy cream-coloured shophouse office within a trendy district of exotic Middle Eastern and Asian eateries. Our fallout years ago never seemed to have taken place. As dusk fell, I rushed out of the double doors with a colleague, whom I had dragged along as a companion to meet E for dinner.

We skipped from the eaves of shophouse to shophouse, trying to avoid the rain. When we arrived at the lusciously-decorated restaurant, E and his girlfriend were grouchily avoiding each other. It wasn't clear if a prior argument had taken place, but both were visibly relieved to see colleague and I slip into the boothed table.

Later, outside the restaurant, E gave me a present of a brocade clutch. I was visibly shaken by his gesture and I questioned him. I remember running away from him in my dream, trying to reach the safe sanctuary of my office once again. He caught up, and confessed that he's always had feelings for me. As the evening rain continued to fall, as he kissed me, I wept for the lost opportunities.

I'm disturbed, to say the very least. With J, I've firmly believed that my heart was full. Was the dream really an indication of my unrealized longing for E, or was it simply a grieving process to purge him out of my system? Or perhaps it was a manifestation of the very aspects I found wanting in J?

"If love was enough, I'll be there for you."