Dreams are Mashups

I’ve figured it out. I’ve discovered what dreams are. They are mashups. Mashups of things that have happened to you during the day, things you’ve thought about, worried about, rejoiced about recently. Dreams are mashups of all of that and of things you read and see and taste and touch and hear.

What do you think about that Herr Freud? No sex involved.

10 thoughts on “Dreams are Mashups

  1. Definitely. Although sometimes I worry/wonder about what dreams want. Most of it seems like mashups but every so often something totally creepy visits along with.

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  2. Fascinating Dona! But are we to conclude that YOUR day has no sex in it?? Not even any THOUGHTS of sex????

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  3. Helen, Deloney, you’re making me laugh.

    I get the mashup thing. Yeah, I think that’s part of it. But Bridgett, I think sometimes they do Mean Something/Want Something.

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  4. I don’t want to think it Means or Wants something — too scary. I’ll have to begin believing in Heaven and Hell if that’s the case.

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  5. Hi. I remember now that you told me about this a couple weeks ago – makes perfect sense to me! It’s 1:15 am and I can’t sleep. At 9 I was tired and went to bed to read, then lights out, but no sleep (hence no dreams) – I feel like I need sleeping lessons. David just puts his light out, his head down, and starts to sleep (I can tell from his breathing). Sigh. No fair.
    I hope Andrew told you that I stopped by on Sunday to thank you for the lovely graduation gift and card. I’m glad we’re friends, too. I took my first licensing exam Tuesday a.m. after a sleepless night and then took today “off”. Mom and Dad (David’s) left yesterday morn. Looking forward to seeing you soon. Wish me luck with the sleep thing.

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