It’s gonna be a long day. I’m not grumpy, just grumping… couldn’t manage to finish off my day yesterday with a decent night’s sleep, once again because of a mix of weird dreams and nightmares. Just makes it tough to get out from behind the eight-ball when you’re asleep for two, awake for two, asleep for two, etc.
The worst one from last night featured me and a few unknown traveling companions. We had just gotten off of our plane and were trying to find the area in this little abandoned airport, where we were supposed to go in the middle of the night. Nobody there but us… no staff, no other travelers, so we were on our own.
I wasn’t aware of it at the time, but apparently they used guard dogs to protect the airport during the night time hours when people weren’t expected to be there. And not just typical, big, angry guard dogs. There was something wrong with them too. Weird faces, way too many sharp teeth sticking out of all their mouths…
It’s making my chest tighten again, just thinking about this dream, so I don’t think I’ll go into a ton of detail. But I got separated from the group, and each time I’d escape one set of dogs in a hallway, it would be because I went into rooms that had their own dogs in them, and all of them were fast, biting, barking, attacking. I kept the other people safe, but only because they saw what was happening to me, how I was attracting all the dogs, so they were able to be more sneaky and avoid their attention.
But yeah, I got tore up all over… stomach, neck, face, arms, ear… and no matter where I’d turn, there was no getting away from them. Definitely not the type of dream where, once you’ve been woken up, where you can just easily fall back to sleep again. I might have to try switching my sleeping routine, and rather than letting the TV play maybe I should try peaceful music or something, ‘cuz this shit is wearing me out.