In my dream I was downloading songs. Dreams are perfect world territory so there were no copyright issues. There was one song I was listening to, throughout the dream. A lovely song, an anti-lullaby. I mean, a song that gently wakes you up. Why is there no dream downloader? I could have my dream and my song on my desktop right now: "antilullaby.dr". That would be a nice file.
Joanna and I agreed to go for writing sessions to Starbucks. We simply can’t stand writing at home, alone, in peace. There has to be some newsroom type noise. Maybe the sound of the coffee machines and people killing each other in the queue will help. I miss people around me. Not particular people, just people who come and go and whose glimpse I catch while I type away. The house is so quiet, it makes me want to go back to sleep. And that’s where the dream downloader comes.
Like memories, I have three or four dreams that are very dear to me. I recall them, sometimes I see them again. They are like beautiful clothes don’t wear anymore but I want to look at. Do you too have dreams you can never forget? Tell me because we might exchange them.
May 18th, 2007 at 6:43 pm
I had the most dreadful insomniac, hot-like-hell, mosquitoes buzzing around me night! I could do with a lovely dream like that
There’s a bunch of excelent ideas there: the antilullaby, the dreams downloader (I wish!), I also wish I could go to Starbucks with you, I probably wouldn’t write anything but it’d be nice anyway
When I was little, I used to dream about a cozy sunny house all decorated in orange tones. I loved it there. lol
May 18th, 2007 at 7:03 pm
I have one dream that comes to mind that happened not too long ago. I’m at a restaurant patio, it’s a spring evening, and I’m sitting at a large round table. It’s me and 4 young women of incredible beauty, but besides being stunning their energy level and character has the outside area infected with exuberant enthusiasm. There are waiters coming by from other parts of the restaurant to get a look, and people walking by on the side walk with eager glances wishing to be part of the festivities.
Anyway, as the evening goes on I’m having a brilliant time conversing and sharing stories with these women when one of the waiters who refills my wine glass asks me, “So, which of these ladies do you get to call your wife?”
On hearing that question, I start to laugh really loud. I have the sudden realization of who these women are, and I tell the waiter these are my grandchildren.
May 19th, 2007 at 12:28 am
I like to dream too. I usually have very vivid dreams and I have kind of learned to have some control over what I dream (As long as I know that I am dreaming, otherwise it doesn’t work). Problem is with nightmares, those you don’t have much control over, then the vividness does not help, cause I remember everything…
May 19th, 2007 at 4:53 am
I rarely ever dream, but so wish that I did. When I have a really nice one, I wake up so happy and content. I only have a few dreams that I remember and they are weird ones; like the time I dreamt that I made out with the lead singer from The Bare Naked Ladies…and I hadn’t even been listening to their music before bed; so where did THAT come from?
Tell us about your lovely dreams.
May 19th, 2007 at 6:29 am
That is such a gorgeous photo! I don’t really have dreams that I repeat, but I go through stages where I have really vivid dreams every night. Last night I had a very strange one. I dreamt I was deep sea fishing in the Atlantic for Salmon. I don’t even know if that is possible. It was very odd!!! xxx
May 19th, 2007 at 7:00 pm
this si just too funny because I just shared a dream i had on another blog. I keep having dreams that my family is moving to a different house. sometimes the houses are nicer and bigger and sometimes they are much worse than where we live now.
The summer before i became pregnant with K, i dramed that I was pregnant with twins. I dreamed that several times.
I keep having dreams that I am at college in my senior year and I am trying to appy to a MBA program but different things keep preventing me.
May 20th, 2007 at 4:26 am
Your sister is the dream I never forget. Oh yeah.
May 20th, 2007 at 6:15 am
I have a recurring dream…it started after I’d decided to visit you, and has found me again now. This one:
http://stephaniesentme.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-think.html
May 20th, 2007 at 10:07 pm
Of course we all have dreams that we never forget or dreams that are recurring, but I’m not telling mine here for all the world to see. BTW, like the new place. Looks great and as usual you are a hell of a photographer.
May 21st, 2007 at 1:08 am
Once again, you prove to be worth every agonizing moment we are forced to wait for your posts.
May 21st, 2007 at 7:02 am
Dreams are wonderful. I looove having great dreams, because then I wake up so happy.
Your post is wonderful Chloe, and it is lovely to hear you so happy and content again.
Take care, hugs, Meow
May 21st, 2007 at 12:21 pm
Great idea! I have the weirdest and sometimes most wonderful dreams. Could live without the “all my teeth falling out” and “can’t find a toilet with a door on” dreams… oh, that’s just me? great. I get visited quite often in my dreams by a very close friend who died two years ago, and he tells me how it’s all going, That’s lovely. A bit weird, but lovely… Right now, because my hormoses are raging, I couldn’t write down my dreams cos they’re all too racy!
May 21st, 2007 at 5:09 pm
I just love your photo you have displayed. I wish I could dream of such a wonderful place.
Sending you hugs,
Connie
May 21st, 2007 at 7:16 pm
I need a good anti-lullabye.
May 22nd, 2007 at 4:13 am
I don’t think you want to share my dreams. I posted about the few dreams I remember last month.
May 22nd, 2007 at 6:51 pm
Oh you’ve got a poll!
I do believe in Spring and all the other seasons cleaning - I’ve been doing it today!
May 23rd, 2007 at 2:14 am
If there were a dream downloader I bet there would be a lot of pirated dreams as well.
May 25th, 2007 at 3:54 am
Sometimes, at different times in my lifetime, I have literally lived for my dreamworld. Much preferrable (at those times) to the real world. I have no idea if it’s normal or not (and please don’t tell me - I hate being confronted with my own insanity!) but I have woken from dreams with tears streaming down my face (truth - not exaggeration), and have also woken myself up because of laughing so hard and so loud (blush!).
But I did, for many many years, have a recurring dream. I think it’s gone now. Maybe. It hasn’t visited me in a lot of years. In any event, I climb the most spectacular and awesome spiral staircase you could ever imagine (it’s outside, not inside, but it is indescribably gorgeous). When I get to the top (a very long way up but, miraculously, I’m not at all winded), I am struck motionless by the most beautiful, breathtaking night time cityscape imaginable! It does, literally, take my breath away. While standing there at the rail, admiring and taking in the beauty, I know suddenly that I am not alone. I start to turn to see who has joined me, but I never do see anything or anyone. For before I can turn all the way around, an immense force (like a huge hand but not quite like that…something else) presses on my back and before I know it that force has pushed me over the rail and I am falling, falling … toward that city scape.
I always awoke before hitting ground.
I always wondered who or what pushed me - and why.
May 26th, 2007 at 11:29 pm
Your pics are simply yummy!