Yesterday’s recipe post got me thinking about recurring nightmares. I have a few, but not the typical standing-in-front-of-the-class-naked, or being back in school about to take a test and I didn’t study for it. Thankfully, my nightmare of being a potato about to be made into mashed potatoes was a one-off. Not sure I could handle that dream more than once. Instead I have the Big/Little dreams. I used to have these a lot as a kid, and they came back after Charlie was born. I think they are a reaction to feeling overwhelmed. The scenario of the dream always changes, but the feeling is always the same: everything in the world is bigger than I am, even the air. I feel like I’m being crushed and I can’t get out.
The most recent dream I’ve been having is the inability-to-brake dream. I’m in a car and… wait for it… I can’t brake. In yesterday’s occurrence, I was sitting in a parked car, in the passenger seat, when the car started rolling. I put my foot on the brake and it stopped momentarily, but then my foot slipped and it started rolling again. Then it seemed that I couldn’t press the brake hard enough and the car kept rolling and turning, nearly missing cars left and right. Finally, the car came to rest, but I was afraid that I had hit a car. I got out and sure enough, I had hit a Mercedes (even though it didn’t look damaged at all!). I was so afraid because Mercedes are expensive cars and would I be able to afford the repairs? I began pleading my case with the couple who owned the car… they were barbecuing in the parking lot and looked not like the typical Mercedes owners. I asked, “How did you get so much money?” and the man said, “We sell vitamins! For 100/month, you too can begin your own successful career!” Are you kidding me? I just hit your car and you want to sell me vitamins.
And now that I think of it… I have a recurring dream that ends up being an advertisement for pyramid schemes? I am slightly worried about my mental state.