Dreaming, Dreaming

Last night, I had one of the weirdest and blood chilling dreams ever. It woke me up and as only those types of dream can, made me relieved to realize that it was indeed all in my head. Not to mention wonder what had incited this horrible nightmare.

It was set in a house in the depths of the jungle. Presumably, the house was my husband's and mine, yet I didn't recognize it. It was set on some sort of isolated cliff, the likes of which you would see in a Wile E. Coyote cartoon. You know, basically a tall pilar of land set apart from the surrounding areas. There was a rope bridge connecting the island to the rest of the world and vines hanging everywhere, but other than that, it was freestanding. A woman entered my dream home and was attempting to attack me. In defense, I grabbed a couple of knives, which convienently appeared out of nowhere. I warned and threatened the woman, however, she continued towards me in her pursuit. Therefore, I was left with no option but to stop her. I slashed at her face repeatedly, but it only slowed her down, not stopped. All of a sudden, I am holding a huge butcher's knife and I thrust it sideways at her throat. It cut through her neck enough to kill her and I was saved.

As dreams often do, the setting changed adruptly and I was standing before a movie poster for a newly released horror fick outside of a theater. This is where the details become more foggy. I do remember a deep freezer somewhere nearby that contained human body parts, such as feet, heads, and hands. Though I don't know if it had anything to do with the previuos chapter of my night or if the freezer was merely a prop gimmick for the movie. I do recall talking with someone and we were discussing the remains as if they were of no importance.

Then, as previously stated, I woke up and had to look around me to get a grip on my surroundings. After a quick trip to the bathroom, I was back in bed and once again dreaming.
Only this time, it wasn't a nightmare, just odd.

My husband and I were in a hotel room with his sister's 3 sons. We had taken them on vacation with us and were just returning to the room from a trip to the zoo. The phone rang and it was his sis, checking on the boys to make sure they were doing okay. I told her about all of our touristy adventures of plays, museums, and sightseeing. The boys actually disappeared the moment we entered the room, never to be seen again. After hanging up, we decided to enjoy the room sized hot tub in our suite, which came with a fountain and built in radio. Only, the thing was prehistoric as far as electronics go. The controls were on the front of a divider wall, which doubled as a wet bar. The thing was massive and we were having trouble getting it to work. Suddenly, the fountain sprang to life and began spewing steaming hot water all over the place.

At this point, the alarm starting going off and I had to rise and shine. Actually, I laid in bed for a few more minutes and explained my dreams to my husband because they were just so bizarre. I don't know for sure what caused them, but I can bet you that there will be no more late night snacks for a while. Especially Slim Jims.