Last night I had the strangest dream — I lost my son!
In Disney World no less.
My ‘super independent’ son rushed off and before I knew it I couldn’t find him anyway. I spent the entire dream rushing in and out of stores?! Yeah apparently in my dream Disney World has a mall just before the rides. I even met up with my friend’s mother who of course didn’t see him. Fortunately I found him in the end of this dream so it was a relief. I guess! I woke with my heart in my mouth and in a foul mood.
This is the second time I have dreamt a version of this dream and suffice it to say I am feeling a bit freaked. In the first dream I was also in Florida, but I didn’t find him. What does it mean! Why am I always losing my son in my dreams. I am always supervigilant in real life. I don’t think I am anxious about him… he is doing great! So maybe I am just anxious!
Pout I prefer to dream about cliffs and ladders… I am afraid of heights so when I am really anxious I usually dream about not being able to having climb one or the other- pretty terrifying stuff! But I think I will take those any day! Pout
So I welcome anyone with dream reading capabilities to feel free to analyze away! LOL!
Have a good week!
(so in the spirit of being out of sorts I thought to brighten things up a bit and made some changes… it worked a bit :))