Last night, I texted Jon and told him that I missed him. He said I woke him up from a bad dream he was having. I thought about dreams for a little bit. I realized that I never have any dreams at all. At first, I thought this was really bad so I googled it. Turns out most people have dreams because I couldn't find anything on anyone asking if not having dreams was a bad sign. Some scientist or whatever said that when you dream you can find out things about yourself or answer questions that you really wanted to know but apparently your brain is thinking while you are sleeping because it doesn't have to focus on helping you move or helping you think about things that you think about when you are awake. I don't think I have a very active brain because mine never thinks. Babies have the most dreams because they don't have to think about as much things as we have to think about. I think that's why babies are always crying. When they wake up crying I think its because they had a bad dream. Maybe babies always have a lot of good dreams which is why they sleep so much. My mom said that I never slept when I was little. She told me I was the best baby out of her 2 others because when I was a baby, I never really cried. I had sleeping problems and I never liked to sleep which was probably the only thing she hated about me as baby xD but she said I never cried. I only ever cried when I was hungry. I don't think I had many dreams when I was little. :(
There are certain times when I do have dreams. Once in a great while. Usually my dreams are a bunch of memories put together or it will just be certain things that happened recently and a weird story to go along with it. A lot of the memories I have are mostly about my dad. About all the times I had with him. There are times when I think of a memory I had and I miss him a lot. Sometimes I think that the reason I can't remember all of the things about when I was little was because he had a lot to do with it and I don't want to remember any of it. Or sometimes I think I don't want to remember what it was like when I was younger and was always depressed and used to cut myself because of how unhappy I was with the way I looked or the way my dad treated me. I realized that I never like to think about the past. I'm always thinking about the future. I don't think im content with that though. I want to remember my past. My dreams are the only way to remember and now I don't have them at all or I don't even remember them. I want to dream. I want to remember.
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