A few nights ago, I dreamed that I had a bunch of open sores on the palm of my right hand. Using a nailgun, I shot a nail into the biggest, roundest one, because I WANTED to. As soon as I had done it, I realized that it was a really stupid thing to do, and it hurt, but I left the nail in the sore.
Last night, I dreamed that the nail was still in the palm of my hand, but I wouldn't let anyone try to pull it out, because I knew that it was going to hurt, and because I could just FEEL that it wasn't time for it to come out yet.
Now that I've been thinking about it, I realize that this is some sort of bizarre pregnancy dream, and I wouldn't be surprised if I keep dreaming about having this nail in my hand until I'm ready for "it" to come out, where the "it" is both the nail in my dream and the baby in real life.
Strange, huh?
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