Dreams And Pumpkins

So, I'm slowly getting myself organised as my flight date gets ever closer, and yesterday's task was to clear out the increasing amount of paperwork I have piling up on my desk.

I found this short piece I had written a few months ago when, for a good period of time, I was having some insanely vivid dreams. I wrote a few of them down, mostly for kicks but also for record-keeping since I'd be lying if I didn't also say that a small part of me secretly expected that they may actually happen one day and wanted some proof when they did. Hey, it wouldn't be the first time. Seriously. Although, as you'll soon read, I hope these ones never ever do.

I've been having really vivid dreams in the last week, and I'm beginning to feel a little worried.

In one of these crazy trips, I was driving a car that plowed into a head on collision with a semi-trailer. I can't remember if I ended up getting hurt, or worse, dying.

In another, I reconciled with my estranged half-brother, even making him cry as we hugged, only for him to be suddenly taken away as a terrorist suspect.

And last night, I dreamed that I was being chased by the authorities and tried hiding in an old colonial mansion only to be found and tried in a court of law where I was found guilty of a crime I do not know of and then sentenced to jail. I was about to serve a lifetime of imprisonment when I woke up with a start, feeling absolutely relieved as well as traumatised to know that it was only a dream.

Random and somehow not. They all seem to be stuff of real-life events - despite being surreal and nightmarish, and highly improbable from happening.

I wonder what it all means?
I wonder what I'll dream next?

Pretty crazy and morbid, huh? And somewhat fitting that I share it today, being Halloween and all. Happy Halloween!

Now this is scary... nothing says Halloween like
an ass pumpkin!