What are dreams made of …

… and do they mean anything? 

The other night I dreamt I was swimming in the great blue ocean and came upon a prawn who talked to me … yes, he did … he bellowed out a great big heeellllllllllllooooooooooooooooooo, complete with a gurgle like he had water in his throat.  And I saw right into the back of his throat too.  Some dream, huh?  I woke up feeling a little like Alice in Wonderland and a small part of me wished that a bunny with a stop watch would run across my room.  But alas, reality sunk in and I headed to the bathroom to get ready for another day at work which was undoubtedly filled with thoughts of what dreams meant?

I mean I'm as rationale as the next person, I believe in God even though I haven't quite met him in person … that's what faith means, right?  But I pretty much draw the line on ghosts … hang on … I'm not saying they don't exist, just that I reckon they have better things to do than freak the living out.  And for some strange crazy reason, I completely believe in aliens … hmmm … that could be a direct result of being an X-Files fan. 

Anyway, back to dreams … I've actually had dreams that made me think twice about the role of them.  Once I dreamt of a dear friend bawling her eyes out and being really upset.  The next morning I called her and she was going through probably the toughest break up ever and I haven't heard anything about it up to that point.  And I remember when another friend told me that he and his wife were expecting their first baby, I went on to have a dream that his daughter was a flower girl at my wedding, except they were in the first trimester and didn't know if it was going to be a son or daughter.  Well, lo and behold 8 months later they had a little Victoria 🙂

I'm not saying I'm psychic but who knows what dreams are made of and what they're meant to say … I'm sure there's a Freud book out there about it but for now I'll take the fantasy bits and hope all my dreams are made of great scenes like that:-

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