todayiamadaisy: (Default)
[personal profile] todayiamadaisy
I don't usually dream – at least, I probably do but I don't remember in the morning. The only time I do is when I'm feeling particularly unhappy or stressed. The last straw in those dismal, nightmare months before I resigned from my old job was the onset of dreams – nightmares rather – about drowning from a hot air balloon crash or being pecked to death by a giant eagle. After I resigned, the dreams stopped, even though I still had six weeks to go before I finished work. Eighteen months later, I'm considerably calmer and happier and not noticeably stressed (maybe a little about deadlines and such, but nothing out of the ordinary). So why have I started to dream about being stabbed by an extra while walking through the Culture Club's "Karma Chameleon" video clip?

Profile

todayiamadaisy: (Default)
todayiamadaisy

May 2022

S M T W T F S
1 234567
891011121314
15161718192021
22232425262728
293031    

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jun. 11th, 2025 03:29 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios