No doubt a lot of people nowadays wish it was a nightmare they could wake up from.
June 15, 2017
There’s Something to Be Said for That
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No doubt a lot of people nowadays wish it was a nightmare they could wake up from.
I have written about my experiences in a blog post. I am blessed in that I don’t remember my dreams/nightmares and I cannot recall waking up from a nightmare in a long long time.
As a metaphor however this cartoon is so realistic about today’s conditions that I applaud the cartoonist.
Yes, the cartoon is brilliant.
I never have personal nightmares actually.
except for the one going on in real life daily. . .
it’s like a new one every day.
it has become the norm!
At least sleep is a temporary escape. I’m watching the calendar as I think of you. Fingers crossed, tam!
So many people are living this nightmare every day (not only in the US, but across the world). All bad things do end…eventually.
I had an office mate once whose favorite saying was, “Cheer up, things are bound to get worse.”
Compared to what some people went through in history past and many at present, the current situation in the Western world does not amount to a nightmare. Unpleasant dream, yes. Nightmare? No.
As to literal nightmares. I am sorry (on my behalf) to report that, sometimes, my nightlife is more exhausting (and challenging) than my waking hours. On the whole my dreams meander. But, boy oh boy oh boy, when I dream mares, as I did two nights in succession, I pray for a sleepless night. It takes me many a day time hour to shake off the horror. Three nights ago I questioned both my sanity and the state of world affairs. I wake exhausted instead of refreshed. Never mind. Who knows. Maybe it’s a cleansing of the soul and assorted thoughts being laundered at night.
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I have had vivid nightmares – particularly a couple of decades ago when a doctor prescribed a potion that probably should have worked – instead I had the most awful nightmares. I told him on the phone, and he said “just continue, it will get better…” but it didn’t – in fact the nights were something I didn’t want in my life – so I became almost a zombie until I took matters in to my own hands and said “no more!”