Blast from the past...

[deathpixie]

When I was a kid, I had a series of recurring nightmares. Three or so different ones, that would pop up regularly over the years. One (about the person chasing me and beating me up) stopped when I got my green belt in karate and turned around in the dream and beat him up. One (the weird one about stretching really thin to cross a gorge that's basically your essential pain-filled dream) I haven't had for a while.

The third made a reappearance last night. *brrs* It's the cannibalistic psychotic murderers one, where I'm safe but everyone around me is killed/tortured/eaten while I cower in a floor space/tunnel under a trap door and hope they don't find me. And unlike most dreams, when I wake up from it and go back to sleep, I always go right back to where I was. Stupid thing intrudes on regular dreams, too - I was having a rather pleasant Firefly-inspired dream before my psycho cannibal friends showed up.

I'm glad it was sunny this morning - nothing like daylight to dispell stupid childhood fears.

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[dumbphilomel.livejournal.com]

Ha! I have a variation on the third one as well. Of course, as a kid, I also had one in which I was being stalked by an elephant--who I never saw, but who left large elephant droppings from our house down the street. I think I was a weird kid :-)