Author Archives: Nick
Internal moonshine of a restless mind
This dream is from 4 April. I was in a house with E. I guess in the dream it was our house, but actually it was the old house of my aunt and uncle, at least partly. E had been … Continue reading
Drowning without a license
On 2 April I had another intense dream that woke me up. I was driving a car, although I don’t know how to drive (also true in real life). It was very nerve-wracking, especially navigating between the other cars – … Continue reading
Watch the skies
Lately I have been having several intense dreams where the world is ending, and the dream wakes me up in the middle of the night. In one dream, sometime in late March, I was with someone when we saw something … Continue reading
Theories of a dream
I had a dream-within-a-dream-within-a-dream recently, which I remember parts of. I was having a dream in which several people from my life appeared. My mother and maybe my cousin were among them. Then I woke up from this dream. I … Continue reading
The chosen freaks
I was living in a world where a minority of people was different from the rest. These people had heads that were a little bit bloated and doughy, with a smaller face and no hair. And I was one of … Continue reading
Wondrous and spooky, socks and boots
No dream for 2016, but at least there is one before 2017 is over… I was at my aunt and uncle’s place (where I would spend time in my childhood with my cousins and our grandparents). I needed to pee, … Continue reading
Dream F/X
At least 2015 didn’t go by without me posting a dream. One dream a year seems to be the new ratio unfortunately. In this dream I had recorded my dream using some novel device. I was watching it on a … Continue reading
Holding on to land on the high seas
I’ve not been good at writing down or even remembering interesting dreams in a while. But here is one, from a week ago. The earth is a huge ocean. Continents and islands are floating on the ocean. Below the ocean … Continue reading
Do we create our own lives?
I was in my old room, sitting on the bed. My left knee had a big open hole right in the middle of it. It looked red and smooth inside the hole. Somehow it wasn’t supposed to matter, like it … Continue reading
A heartwarming Christmas tale
A dream from last night. As usual only fragments remembered. I was living in some kind of dystopia, or at least trapped in a terrible and dark building. I was sleeping on the floor, but I was accompanied by a … Continue reading