I have a dream...

...and it's a nightmare.

I wish the dreams I've been having lately were half as cute as this Farmville 'Nightmare' horsey.

 There is no exact answer as to why we dream. If you asked Sigmund Freud he would say that dreams were a representation of unconscious desires, thoughts and motivations. 

Or perhaps Allan Hobson and Robert McClarley got it right: According to this theory, circuits in the brain become activated during REM sleep, which causes areas of the brain that takes care of emotions, sensations and memories, to become active. The brain interprets this internal activity and attempts to find meaning in these signals, which results in dreaming. Sounds plausible, right?

The Moon by Alphonse Mucha

To me the question why or even why not we dream isn't that important at the moment. The question for me right now is: Why can they be so damn unpleasant? And why do they stick around and haunt me long after I've awoken? It may be a long shot, but I am hoping that writing about this will help take the edge off of these god-awful dreams/nightmares I've been having.

The last few weeks have been really sucking my will to live. There is so much going on, that I'm not surprised that even during my sleep I cannot escape some (unresolved?) issues. It feels like I haven't slept in weeks, which is probably closer to the truth than ever.

As I see it, I have a few options. Either I never sleep again -I have enough toothpicks to make it happen- or I am going to have to teach myself to have lucid dreams. The idea of actively participating and manipulating imaginary experiences in my dream; sounds just dreamy to me!

  
 The ability to take control in and of my dreams, would truly be a dream come true.