Okay so it’s no surprise I don’t hide my crazy on here from y’all but if you remember from this post it’s not really my fault, it comes from my family.
Side note……I love this picture of my sister and her oldest Ryan.
Okay, so let me start this story off by letting you know that I rarely dream. All my running around on the daily basis leads me to the minute my head hits the pillow I’m usually out cold until my alarm goes off. Oh and I’m kinda creepy I sleep on my back like this
As opposed to Mark who sleeps like this.
I’m counting down the days till we get a King mattress is all I have to say.
Now you are questioning how do I know that I don’t dream well first of all I never remember any of my dreams but second I had installed one of those sleep apps that you calibrate and place on your bed and it analyzes how much movement you do and let’s you know when you are in deep sleep vs REM vs light sleep. This is the example of how it’s supposed to look.
Here is what mine looks like.
I stopped using it after day 2.
When I do dream it is usually the same recurring theme. The last time my sister was down in Florida my family and Mark were sitting around the dinner table finishing a glass of wine and the conversation about recurring dreams came up. Now let me preface this….we have never discussed this before.
I started talking about my recurring dream in that I am in my High School and I’m panicking because I am about to graduate but I can’t because apparently I signed up for a class that I never knew about and therefore never went to. So now I am trying to scramble because I have missed the entire semester of the course work and it is going to hold me back from graduating. Let me also back up and tell you I was crazy neurotic in school. Like nothing but an A would fly in my world. Thank goodness school is over I would drive myself insane.
As I’m telling this story my sister almost spits out her drink. “Are you kidding me????” she exclaimed!!!! She proceeds to tell me she has the exact same dream about being registered for a class that she never knew about. She took all her other classes but now can’t graduate because she missed an entire semester of this class. We start going into freakishly similar details about the exact classrooms in our dreams from our High School.
Then my mother gets this weird look on her face and says to us “I still have that same dream” however hers was back in Detroit where she grew up.
Mindblown for sure.
Here is the weirdest part all three of us the class we were “failing” was a history class (we are all math and science oriented). All three of us talked in eerie specifics about the fact we were missing long papers, graded assignments and the final at the end of the year.
Mark at this point goes to open another bottle of wine as the three of us stare at each other. I swear we have never discussed this before this night. Tell me that is not the oddest story ever??? I mean I can’t even begin to wrap my brain around that one!
So my question to you is do you dream? If so, do you have a similar recurring dream or are they all random? Do you have similar dreams with your family members? Is my family really that weird or do you have a odd eerie story like this? I’m telling you it’s not my fault I clearly get it from my family ;-)
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