My family long ago decided that I have the strangest dreams. I don’t usually remember them, but once in a while they are memorable – which means I’m only telling them the weirdest ones to begin with – but even so they agree theirs hardly ever match mine.
Last night I dreamed that a terrorist told me about a terrorist plot – then raised a knife to my face to kill me because I knew about the plot. He pointed out that I would be better off dying quickly right away than slowly and painfully later. I persuaded him I’d really rather put it off, though he assured me that the rest of his group would be absolutely sure to find me and kill me. I then set about trying to find a way to let my husband know about the plot so we could tell the authorities, without giving away what we were doing. I was trying to figure out a way to write it down without leaving evidence in the form of the next pages in the legal pad showing the imprint of what I had written, when my son woke me up.
I don’t generally think about terrorists, much less dream about them. All I can think of is that I had spent most of the previous 24 hours feeling nervous for no apparent reason, which my doctor has told me is probably a reaction to a change in some medications.
What kind of weird dreams do you have?