Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Altering Dreams

The scene from my dream was playing over and over in my head as I stumbled into the dark bathroom yesterday in the wee hours of the morning. I saw one of my friends laying on a stretcher as the paramedics carried her out. All of us watching didn't say anything, but we knew what had happened. She had killed herself. As I sat in the restroom, even in my groggy state, I knew that she would not do that in real life.

As I layed back in bed, I glanced at the clock...5:45am, way too early to get up. I turned over and went back to sleep. Then, I was sitting in a van with my friend, the one whom died in the previous dream, sitting beside me. I looked over at her surprised and said, "I thought you had died!" She looked at me and smiled, "No, I just passed out. They think I got too hot or something."

All of this I remembered when I woke up 3 hours later. Did I actually go back and change the ending of my dream? That's so crazy! I guess that I was so disturbed by the first dream that I had to alter it. The mind is a powerful thing.