I don’t have nightmares any more, last one was when I was a kid and I drop-kicked some shadow monster person, just weird dreams where my brain will chip in a go “hang on that’s not how it works”, equally I don’t have ultimate control like I consciously decide what I dream about it’s usually just life with the weird filter turned on.
I was running from some sort of skeleton things through a back alley. One of them caught me and we started fighting. In the struggle I managed to pin it down and yelled “Why are you chasing me?”
It stopped struggling and looked and me somewhat bewildered. “Because you were running.” It tried a few times to scare me into running again but I refused, so we just sat there and had an awkward conversation instead. Turns out my sleep demons are just as weird as I am.
I don’t have nightmares any more, last one was when I was a kid and I drop-kicked some shadow monster person, just weird dreams where my brain will chip in a go “hang on that’s not how it works”, equally I don’t have ultimate control like I consciously decide what I dream about it’s usually just life with the weird filter turned on.
I remember my last bad dream. (many years ago)
I was running from some sort of skeleton things through a back alley. One of them caught me and we started fighting. In the struggle I managed to pin it down and yelled “Why are you chasing me?”
It stopped struggling and looked and me somewhat bewildered. “Because you were running.” It tried a few times to scare me into running again but I refused, so we just sat there and had an awkward conversation instead. Turns out my sleep demons are just as weird as I am.