dreams

I've been having such strange dreams lately. 

This morning, I somehow dreamt that I agreed to hold a performance with my bass guitar.

For what reason? God knows.

So out of panic I started brainstorming bass lines that I could play without embarrassing myself. 

When I picked up my bass to try and rehearse, 

I found out that all 4 strings were detached and dangled loosely from the pegs.

(Unlike acoustic guitars, bass strings are so thick that in order to pop one off the instrument, you'd probably need to clip it off with pliers.)

With half an hour to go, I was in complete panic and tried to restructure my bass strings to place,

only to realise after successfully putting back 2, that I had been restringing elastic bands to the bass rather than the metal strings. How on earth...?

I woke up laughing at myself.

But this still can't beat the weird dream I had 2 weeks back when I dreamt I had been framed for the murder of two infants. I don't remember actually carrying out the murder, but I had a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, like the feeling of knowing that you've done something absolutely wrong (Imagine your house burning down and someone comes to tell you that the cause of fire was due to your carelessness). 

I woke up in the dark completely mortified and scared, then mustered the energy to flip my pillow over.

My mother believes that flipping the pillow over will prevent you from slipping back into the same nightmare. It must be some superstition passed on to her by my grandmother, but it works like a charm every time. 

I think logically moving about and changing positions disrupts your REM sleep, preventing you from slipping into the same dream. And that's why to slip back into a sweet dream, you shouldn't make any movements before dozing off again. But it's strange though how my grandmother knew this without knowing the scientific reasons to it!

Another weird thing about me and dreams is that I tend to actually know that I'm dreaming when in a nightmare. I think it's called lucid dreaming: dreaming while knowing you are dreaming. It's both funny and completely weird considering some unknown being can be chasing me in my dreams and I would actually be there telling and willing myself to wake up while running away from this being. I don't know how to describe it, but it's like I'm stuck in my mind trying to get my physical self to open my eyes, which takes a hell lot of effort to do and I always end up more exhausted in the mornings. I haven't met anyone else yet who has gone through the same thing.
Strangely I have no such control over my other non-nightmare dreams, though it would be nice to be able to drive those dreams too!

"Do you dream in colour, and what language do you dream in?"- A question posed to me once.
I have never actually realised but I'm pretty sure I've had black and white dreams before as well as technicolour dreams. The bass guitar dream was definitely in colour because I remember the electric blue   of my guitar.. And green elastic bands! As for language, I'm pretty sure it's always been English!

I really should stop sleeping so much!