Posts Tagged ‘dreams’

Struggling up a hill, causing a traffic jam: A recent dream

October 11, 2019

By Matthew E. Milliken
MEMwrites.wordpress.com
Oct. 11, 2019

Author’s note: I originally published this post with the title “Climbing that hill, stuck in traffic: A recent dream”; I adjusted the title shortly after publication to make it more accurate. MEM

This morning, I dreamed that I was driving, perhaps to work. I remember thinking to myself — or explaining to someone in the car? — that this wasn’t the route I normally took to get where I was going, but that it was important to have some variety in one’s routine.

(This part of the dream may have been influenced by Thursday, because I went to a part of Hillsborough Street in Raleigh that I hadn’t traveled on in a few months and found the area transformed by construction. As I used one of the new roundabouts to reverse course in order to access a bookshop on the north side of the street, I noticed that the concrete foundations for a new building had been installed on the northwest “corner” of Hillsborough and Dixie Trail. I thought to myself, “Hey, the sports bar with the outdoor deck that used to be right there that I never visited is now a thing of the past!”)

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Cheeps and Chirps for Oct. 1, 2018

October 1, 2018

By Matthew E. Milliken
MEMwrites.wordpress.com
Oct. 1, 2018

Chirp shots from the peanut gallery.

• Politics

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Step and pivot: Musings on sleep, weightlessness and the exercise machine of my dreams

July 19, 2016

By Matthew E. Milliken
MEMwrites.wordpress.com
July 19, 2016

People often say that dreams of flying give them a wonderful sensation of being weightless. I too occasionally dream about moving through the air, but I have a slightly different association between sleep and weightlessness.

Sometimes when I’m falling asleep, I feel as though I’m drifting in space. It’s a seductive feeling, and often the moment I become aware of the sensation overlaps with the moment unconsciousness overtakes me.

At other times, when I’m struggling to fall asleep, I try to simulate the sense of weightlessness. I do this by imagining what it feels like to be floating in water or suspended in microgravity. On some occasions, I’ll think about being on a bicycle that’s effortlessly rolling downhill; on others, I’ll think about how it feels to ride in a car or airplane, or what it might look like if I were somehow traveling with my eyes alongside the wheel of a moving bicycle or car.

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Left, right: The beat goes marching (and slipping and stumbling) on

August 8, 2015

By Matthew E. Milliken
MEMwrites.wordpress.com
Aug. 8, 2015

After a nearly two-week-long trip that included a few dips in the Atlantic Ocean, I returned to Durham, N.C., around midnight on Thursday.

That night, I experienced an extended, detailed dream about working as a newspaper reporter. Things seemed to go pretty well over all, but near the end of the dream, I started to worry about whether a certain interaction with a colleague was going well or not. (I don’t recall the details.)

As my anxiety peaked, I felt like kicking my legs to relieve tension. And indeed, I awoke feeling as if I’d done just that.

In fact, I was experiencing a major charley horse — a muscle spasm — in my left calf. I briefly cried out in pain and terror before calming myself.

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A reporter’s nightmare

July 20, 2015

By Matthew E. Milliken
MEMwrites.wordpress.com
July 20, 2015

On Saturday morning, I dreamed one of those weird, detailed dreams that I sometimes dream.

I was working at a small newspaper. I was going through my e-mail. One of the items was about a space mission that would carry a single person to Jupiter. I was surprised, because I’d never heard anything about this expedition, but when I checked it out, it was true — and it was something that had hardly been publicized. I wrote it up and had a modest scoop for myself and my paper.

The dream evolved. The agency (private? public? I’ve no idea) that was launching the mission had arranged some kind of publicity tour, and one of the first stops (if not the very first) would be in my town or city. I got the assignment of covering the local event.

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Dream diary: Vampires and skyscrapers and gliders, oh my

March 24, 2015

By Matthew E. Milliken
MEMwrites.wordpress.com
March 24, 2015

Last week, while I was sleeping, I dreamed up a horror movie. It involved vampires.

The movie had a prologue set in World War II that showed the origin of the vampires. It apparently also showed their containment — at least, for the next several decades… (Yes, much of my recollection of this dream is vague. So sue me.)

Then the movie switched to the present day. Most of the rest of the story took place in a large modern skyscraper. I dreamed about the vampire menace being unleashed inside the building and the numbers of the contaminated quickly growing. Vampires preyed upon unsuspecting regular people and converted them into the undead. As they threatened to outnumber people, the creatures began attacking openly.

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Dream diary: The hallway to nowhere

October 5, 2014

By Matthew E. Milliken
MEMwrites.wordpress.com
Oct. 5, 2014

This morning, I dreamed that my parent, my sibling and I were making our way south through an urban environment that resembled, but surely was not, Manhattan. We were trying to escape from someone, possibly a family member. The situation changed, I think, at some point in the dream, so that we were later trying to find or reconnect with someone — possibly the same person whom we had earlier been trying to evade.

To this end, we stopped in a building that reminded me of the Port Authority Bus Terminal. We wanted to contact the authorities and pass on some kind of message — possibly including information about how the other person could find us — to be broadcast or passed along to that missing individual.

We were walking through the building, with myself in the lead. We passed through a door and found ourselves in a downward-sloping corridor, rather like a gangway leading to an airplane. There was a right angle in the corridor, and then the passage came to a doorway.

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My dream of the transported textbooks

April 16, 2014

By Matthew E. Milliken
MEMwrites.wordpress.com
April 16, 2014

A dream from this morning.

I’m in a large second-hand store. Fluorescent lights hang from the ceiling. The floor and shelves — not to mention most of the other items in the shop — look as though they haven’t gotten a good scrubbing in at least three years.

I climb a ladder to get something from a high shelf. (What it was, I no longer recall.) Peering to the other side of the shelf, I notice the textbook section. I grow excited: There might be something in that section that I would enjoy or I could use. (It is something specific, but the exact nature again has faded from memory.) But not just at this moment — I need to focus on what I’m doing. Browsing the textbooks must wait…

However, when the time comes to go look at the textbooks, something funny happens: I can’t locate them. I circle the area where I thought the textbooks were, but I can’t find them. I re-ascend the ladder I was perched upon when I first saw the texts, but that doesn’t help. I am baffled and frustrated.

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