I don’t remember the details of the dream itself, but I was saying on top of it, like a soundtrack, the mantra “My father is not a Patriot.” (meaning a New England Patriot)
I was dreaming and saying something in my dream that I actually said outloud and woke myself up and able to realize what woke me. In one dream I said, “My daughter just graduated from college.” In the other, I said, “It will be okay.” And in a third, “Hello, Richard.”
These all occurred within two weeks and I have never done this before.
I dreamt I was on a SoulCycle bike and I was fainting off to the side. A hand came up from behind me and steady me. I never saw her, just felt her hand and when I could look behind me I was in a dark empty room with just my bike in it.
[The fainting feeling was so real and I experienced slow blacking out in my mind.]
[I didn’t dream this one, actually happened, but a favorite nevertheless.]
My sleeping daughter sat up in bed, said, “I do not have bacon,” and lay back down.
Kevin Bacon, annoyed to not be had.
I was wandering around a bustling Paris promenade of cafe tables and colorful umbrellas. Suddenly someone scream “RABBIT!” into my ear and it woke me up, for real.
“Dream Weaver,” Gary Wright
I dreamt that a former boyfriend reappear, just standing beside me in an empty white void; it was a very comforting surprise.
I woke up. I went to the library where I met on the entrance stairs this ex- and his girlfriend. I said to him, “I dreamt about you last night.” His girlfriend whispered, “I am sorry.” She grabbed my hand and we left the library, leaving the boyfriend on the stairs. I looked back at his shocked face as I was lightly led away by her.
I woke up.
[First time I ever dreamt within a dream. I would insert a post into this post if I knew how.]