I had a nightmare. No a night stallion. Far too horrible to be downgraded to nightmare. I'm fairly used to nightmares but this was a particularly horrible and seemingly prolonged one. I was confined to a room in a house. I was free to leave but couldn't. If that sounds odd it's because it was odd. And horrible. There was a lot more to it, of course, but I can't remember all the details now.
So today I am thankful, very thankful, for the fact that I am free. I am free to go where I wish. I am free to do as I wish. I am free to speak as I wish.
CJ and I were fortunate in that we were brought up with a remarkable freedom. There were no barriers other than our own understanding that we had freedom so long as we didn't abuse it. I often wish that society could work on that basis.
Ouch. Your nightmare sounds a bit too much like my life! Not down to details of course - but something about the "free to leave but couldn't" part... Sometimes freedom is only theoretical. On the other hand, sometimes freedom is more about the mind than the body. If you have both, that's really to be thankful for.
ReplyDeleteHi GB - When I was a small child I had a vivid nightmare of being trapped in a room where everything was huge. My grandmother was with me and we kept trying doors, but could not get out. I can't explain why it was so terrifying, but it was, evidenced by the fact that I remember it to this, some fifty years later. Wishing you much sweeter dreams!
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ReplyDeleteThis brought back memories of a teenage nightmare about being in a constantly turning hallway, locked doors and pulsating red light. That's all, but jeepers it could frighten me!!
Hope yours doesn't rear it's ugly head too often.
I have a much worse nightmare. It involves my having to work in Glasgow on Monday. Now that IS scary.
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