Devon Ashley's Blog, page 37
January 16, 2011
Alone and Dead on Valentine's Day...Figures
I was in love. Love, love LOVE with this supernatural being who looked a lot like Stefan Salvetore (kudos to the brain for that lovely imprint!) A group of us were escaping danger by pressing our bodies into a portal. But suddenly I was alone. I had no cell phone, no wallet, no love. I spent God knows how long searching for him. When I finally did find him I realized that my body actually did make it through the portal, but my non-supernatural self died the moment I touched it. It was my ghost that had been left behind to roam around. And it was my ghost that was completely unseen by my supernatural honey.
Love bites.
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August 14, 2010
Baby is Here!
All right. Ain't gonna lie. Being a single mom with an infant can be quite time consuming. I do recall a few semi-freaky dreams, but they weren't worth sharing. My brain seems to be warming up to the ultimate freaky dream again but it has yet to deliver. Hopefully soon...
May 12, 2010
Countdown
Almost there! Baby's due June 4th but all signs are pointing to an earlier delivery. Seems I've had zero crazy dreams throughout my entire 9 months (except the one where I kept dying, which according to the dream manuals suggested 'new life.') Guess my body didn't want to raise my heartbeat and stress the baby. But I'm guessing my nights of peaceful dreams is coming to a close. :mad:
January 20, 2010
Anyways...
Alright...I know I haven't posted in awhile. Oddly enough, I've had ZERO crazy dreams these past 5 months!!! I have a theory why this is happening which I'll share with you shortly.
Till then, wishing you crazy dreams in my place! :)
October 26, 2009
hmm...
hmm...though I've definitely had some interesting dreams lately, none have actually been blog worthy...darn isomnia! Hopefully I'll actually get back on a sleeping cycle that allows me to dream instead of pass out in exhaustion!
Sweet Dreams! (or Freak Dreams, that is!)
October 5, 2009
Pod People
...hmm...maybe the podsters weren't so dumb afterall.
And to the humans I recognized in my dream...TRAITORS!
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Pod People
Okay, my memory may be a bit off in terms of pod people, but aren't they supposed to dispose of the original hosts? Last night my pod people were the dumbest aliens ever. Not only did they not kill the humans they copied, they walked around side-by-side with them as if they suddenly had a twin no one knew about. And for some weird reason, the human went along with it. So instead of just having aliens chase me about to make me another victim, I had both alien and human counterpart doing it at the same time.
...hmm...maybe the podsters weren't so dumb afterall.
And to the humans I recognized in my dream...TRAITORS!
September 23, 2009
Writer's Block
It is incredibly odd that I've now gone 13 days without some sort of crazy dream. Very unlike me.
Perhaps my imagination has writer's block! LOL!
September 11, 2009
Video Game
Yes. Sometimes people dream that they are dying in their dream, but wake up before or as it occurs. It seems to be rare that one actually experiences death not only once, but over and over again in the same dream.
It felt like I was stuck in a bad video game. After my first death, I immediately was thrust back to the starting point again. And of course, I remembered that I had just died, so I took a different path. But alas, I died again...and again. Every path I took repeated the same fate until my alarm woke me up. I'm curious to how long I would have endured this if I was able to sleep in. Would one of the deaths have been so extreme it would have jolted me back to life?
I'm really tired this morning.
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Video Game
Last night was exhausting. I kept dying.
Yes. Sometimes people dream that they are dying in their dream, but wake up before or as it occurs. It seems to be rare that one actually experiences death not only once, but over and over again in the same dream.
It felt like I was stuck in a bad video game. After my first death, I immediately was thrust back to the starting point again. And of course, I remembered that I had just died, so I took a different path. But alas, I died again...and again. Every path I took repeated the same fate until my alarm woke me up. I'm curious to how long I would have endured this if I was able to sleep in. Would one of the deaths have been so extreme it would have jolted me back to life?
I'm really tired this morning.