Writing Prompt: Dreams and Nightmares

When I woke this morning, my pajamas were soaking in sweat. My heart was pounding. The scariest part was realising that I was sitting up. Titch ran from her cushion on the floor in the hallway and curled herself up on my lap. As I stroked her soft black fur, my breathing became more regular and I calmed down. I’d had a nightmare.

For weeks now I’ve been having vivid dreams. Sometimes they’re about work, at other times they’re commonplace visions of my day to day life.

Sometimes, when I dream about something pleasant, I wake up and get angry that it’s over. On Monday I had been having a particularly good dream and when I woke, it was 5 minutes ahead of the alarm, time to get ready for work. I kicked off my covers and tried to replay the dream in my head, hoping that if I hit rewind over and over again, it might come back to me. Throughout the day, I thought about my dreams and it cheered me up when things were looking a bit rough. The issues with clients, the back to back meetings, the mountain of email, all just became things to be done while I re-told myself the story that had formed in my head. The vague images became more vivid in my imagination and I looked forward to pulling on my blue flannel jammies and hitting the hay that night.

┬áTry this – keep a notepad by the bed and write down your dreams and nightmares, no matter how random. You never know what might come out.

Writing Prompt: Dreams and Nightmares

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