Funny, I’ve been having strangely vivid dreams lately too (as well as waking up in the middle of the night too frequently). Not one of these dreams has been particularly disturbing, nor has any of them had any particular psychological meaning (that I’ve been able to discern, at least). The strange thing is that I’ve been remembering pieces of them when I wake up. I usually don’t…
I will say that several of them have had to do with transportation. There was one where I purchased the 1963 Dodge 440 station wagon (complete with push-button transmission) which my childhood neighbors used to own. In another, I was waiting for a train at a really large and crowded MUNI station, which was, for some reason in a very rural setting, surrounded by grass and one convenience store, not to mention elevated. And, of course, the streetcar turned into a long-distance Amtrak train as soon as I got on. I think it eventually morphed into a Greyhound bus…
The other one I really remember had a sort of romantic component to it and involved someone I have no intention of being romantically involved with, so I ain’t talking about that one at all…
It’s sort of nice actually remembering dreams again, but I sure would like to sleep through at least one night this week…