Post 7: The Strangest Dream

To me it’s a Little complicated to talk about dreams because I forgot most of them when I wake up, maybe my brain function wrong, but that’s how it is, I don’t remember them, so this time I going to talk about something that happened to me while I was sleeping, that could have been real or not.

A couple of years ago I was in the middle of a stressful situation because of the university, I was feeling down the most of the year, so one day when I went to sleep early, because I was really tired, I throw myself into bed and felt sleep, I didn’t wake up until 4 of the morning, I was lay down on my back, when I opened my eyes I realized that I couldn’t move and that I had a little trouble breathing, I was like that for like 20 seconds, I wanted to move but I couldn’t, I could only move my eyes, as soon I looked to the feet of my bed I saw a shadow of a really tall person that moves in my direction and throws to me like it wanted to catch me with its hands, when that happened, I recovered the mobility of my body and I know, I know there was one second, just one second that I blinked and though it all had been a dream, but all seems so real, nothing in the room had changed, the shadow was gone, after that I was agitated for a couple of minutes and then I go back to sleep.

After that particular “dream” I never lived something like that again, but sometimes when I go to sleep being really tired I think that I will happen to me again.

The meaning I gave this dream is that my mind wanted me to know that I was really tired and I needed to breath for a moment, because the documentary we were working on that semester got really complicated, one failure after another.