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[CortJstr]

I have weird bathroom dreams, too. I think it my subconscious's safeguard against letting me pee the bed. The one and only time I remember being able to actually use a toilet in a dream was when I was about 9 or 10 (still a kid, but old enough to be mortified) and I woke up to a warm wet puddle. Ever since then, if I go into a bathroom and it's weirdly unusable, I often realize I'm dreaming and wake myself up.

Except that one of the bathrooms at work since we moved to our new location is undergoing renovations, so the first time I walked in and saw a toilet on its side I thought there was a good chance that I was dreaming. It was...unnerving.

The first time I was drunk I walked into the bar's bathroom and every surface was mirrored. Even the urinals were like stainless steel or something. Most of it had a brushed effect so it didn't reflect well but still. I briefly wondered if I had actually fallen asleep in my chair. But yeah, weird bathroom dreams = waking up really needing to pee.

I used to have a lot of dreams about elevators rocking out the tops of buildings. But for about 3 months I started really focusing on elevators in real life. Reading words, looking away, then looking at the words again to see if they'd changed. That sort of thing. So if I was in a dream elevator I'd be able to tell. Since then I haven't had one of the elevator dreams once.

[theinevitable]

I have a lot of dreams about various bodily functions where they start, and once they start I can't stop. Puking, peeing, whatever. Gross.

I think I had a weird bathroom dream recently, but I can't quite place what happened. There was something about trying to kiss my friend, and then suddenly we were in the bathroom, and everyone was outraged that I was in the bathroom when she was trying to shower. There might have been something wrong with the door so I couldn't get out?

[wombat]

Well now if everyone else's bathroom dreams are about peeing and only mine are about not being able to take a shower, I feel weird again.

Mine are clearly anxiety dreams - they're like dreams about being late for something. Now that I think of it, actually they used to have that component, where I was explicitly thinking about not being showered and dressed yet was making me late for something. Now I guess my life expectations are so low that just getting showered is the goal I can't achieve.

Cort, that is a brilliant thing how you cured yourself of elevator nightmares. I wonder if I could figure out a similar way to cure myself of scary air traffic nightmares.

[jaydub]

My particular twist on this theme are that the bathroom stalls are sort of maze-like (or perhaps cublicle-farm-like?) and whenever I open the door to have a look the bowl is overflowing with shit.  Usually I just have to pee, but there is no way I'm getting near something like that.  So I walk down to the next door, have a look in, and see the same thing.

I have a lot of dreams about various bodily functions where they start, and once they start I can't stop. Puking, peeing, whatever. Gross.

We've seen this before

[CortJstr]

Cort, that is a brilliant thing how you cured yourself of elevator nightmares. I wonder if I could figure out a similar way to cure myself of scary air traffic nightmares.

What I did was actually something I read as a method for learning lucid dreaming. If you frequently dream about a thing or location get in the habit of really studying that thing even if you're certain you're awake. Then studying it will become second nature and will happen in dreams, too. But in the dream there will be inconsistencies which you'll notice and can start dreaming lucidly. Supposedly. My brain just said, "oh, you want to lucid dream in elevators now? Guess what? No more elevators in dreams ever again. Suck it, conscious mind."

[wombat]

Hmm, I don't think I want to risk having lucid dreams about frightening aircraft. It's not something that is easy to run away from even if I can choose to.

[theinevitable]

I had a dream that my landlord called me, in tears, to tell me that he had just found out he only had a few months to live, and we had to move out. I was sad for him but also freaked out about where to live. A man walking down my street saw that I was carrying a bunch of stuff, upset, and on the phone, and changed his path to intercept me. I screamed "LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! NO!" and he looked kind of sad as he punched me in the face and I woke up.

[pmcd9]

I vaguely recall using my Nook to look up words. Most boring dream ever.

[wombat]

I had a rather extended dream about eating those rolls they have at Starbucks with the cinnamon sugar all over them.

This actually isn't that unusual, I have dreamed about baked goods all my life. But until a few years ago it was always about being in a bakery with a million choices. It was only recently that I ever got to actually eat anything in these dreams. I don't think this has any deep significance but it sure sounds like one of those things that does.

[Arachno-capitalist]

Tom Hanks and I were fighting crime. We met at the diner we were smoking inside (as every NJ guy did). We fought crime by coming to reasonable agreement between Tom, Me, and the Criminals. I woke up with a raging erection but that was probably because I had to pee.

[theinevitable]

After I made the previous post, I remembered something-- the guy who beat me up was the guy from Death Grips, who we had seen the night before.


Last night I had a dream a bunch of my friends went to Paris. the girl whose house I stayed at in Nashville had a house there, but I was too embarrassed to ask if I could stay, so I stayed in some creepy basement. Then we had sex, and she stopped in the middle to let me know that she didn't want to date me, and this was just meaningless fun.

[pmcd9]

Then we had sex, and she stopped in the middle to let me know that she didn't want to date me, and this was just meaningless fun.

Sounds like a win to me.

[Arachno-capitalist]

After I made the previous post, I remembered something-- the guy who beat me up was the guy from Death Grips, who we had seen the night before.


Last night I had a dream a bunch of my friends went to Paris. the girl whose house I stayed at in Nashville had a house there, but I was too embarrassed to ask if I could stay, so I stayed in some creepy basement. Then we had sex, and she stopped in the middle to let me know that she didn't want to date me, and this was just meaningless fun.

Without reference  I blinked and saw a uterus.

[wombat]

I think I did that thing, or did I just dream I did that thing, or is there a difference and how do you tell? I was having a nightmade involving bad guys, basically, and we ended up on a plane and given the plot of the dream so far I knew this couldn't end well. There's this thing I realized that helps me be less afraid of flying, which is that if you're in a plane with just the usual amount of bumpiness in the ride and you close your eyes, you can imagine you're on Amtrak.  (In fact usually the ride is smoother than on Amtrak).  So I did that, and when I opened my eyes I was on a train.

It felt like I was changing the dream on purpose but how do I know I wasn't dreaming that I changed the dream on purpose?

[jay-ell]

Inception!