I woke up in a bit of a cold sweat this morning from a very odd dream. There were so many messages in it that I can’t even begin to unravel them but it feels like I learnt something anyway.
It’s lunchtime now and I’m still being stalked by the dream, almost as if it actually happened and maybe it did, once, and I’d forgotten.
I don’t understand dreams, the unconscious or the subconscious. I find myself wishing I did, tho, because I can’t shake it off and it wasn’t pleasant.
In part of the dream I was unraveling yarn – creamy yellow, mushy pea green and black – and now I’m unraveling the strands of the dream. Or trying to. The message seems pretty clear, and indeed there was a similar message hidden in an aside in a tv programme I watched the other day.
I just need to figure out what it all means, and why it’s here now