"Into a place where thoughts can bloom, into a room where it's nine in the afternoon."

[nausicaa83]

News from therapy, I need to start a dream journal! My therapy journal was abandoned, because I felt like it was just me re-writing my livejournal entries on paper, and I didn't feel motivated enough. But my therapist insists that dreams are very important, and I always forget them five minutes after I wake up. I'm going to put my journal and a pen on the nightstand, so that as soon as I wake up I can write down what I dreamt about, and then have tea. Sounds like a plan. I do hope my subconscious doesn't decide to embarass me, by going into a zombie marathon like it did a few months back. Night after night of zombie apocalypse dreams. Very annoying.

Today we finally had some fresh winds, and it felt like summer used to be 15 years ago, so I spent the morning ironing, because I had a pile of laundry that was turning into a Tower of Pisa in my bedroom. All the while I listened to my Cabin Pressure cds, so even if it took me almost two hours to iron it all, time flew by on silver wings. :D

I'm in a Cowboy Bebop mood lately. Making icons, listening to the soundtrack, I might do a marathon later on, it's been a while since the last one. ^^

Comments

[tsuki-yagami.livejournal.com]

Oh ma che bello un diario dei sogni *_* sembra parecchio interessante,anche perchè non sai mai la tua testa cosa arriva a creare senza il tuo consenso diretto xD sono certa che ne verranno fuori delle belle :P

[nausicaa83.livejournal.com]

Speriamo che venga qualche bel sogno interessante sugli Avengers, tanto per dirne una. *_________*

[stardust-made.livejournal.com]

I have a dream diary!\O/

Apart from its uses for therapy, I can tell any dream diary will make for a mind-boggling read in only five years' time, let alone twenty.:)

[nausicaa83.livejournal.com]

Oh man, it's going to be so weird. There was the zombie apocalypse month, and then the Queen songs (where I dreamt I was living in Rhye), and then there's the dreams where fictional characters ask me to do the shopping for them. Dean Winchester wants bread and milk, Sherlock wants cookies, it's a carnival in my mind. And incredibly boring for anyone else, I guess, I do not envy my therapist in the slightest. ^^"

[space-oddity-75.livejournal.com]

I think a dream diary is a cool idea, and not only for therapeutic purposes. Just imagine the potential plot bunnies you could get out of it! Tonnes of fanfiction and fanart ideas, all for free and born from your own brain: it could be a feast!

Zombie apocalypse dreams? I've had dozens of those, although my usual ones are a sort of WWIII scenario in which I'm a soldier and have to fight for my life against the planes that are bombing my town, or a nuclear explosion scenario in which I try to hide in the safest point of a house in order not to be hit by radiation and spend my time scavenging for food and useful stuff to keep me alive. Yes, your therapist would definitely have a field day with me! ;)

On the brighter side, I also tend to have happy dreams about the actors I like: John Simm and Phil Glenister featured a lot in the past, while Ben Cumberbatch is a regular presence these days. The last time I dreamt about him, he had a crush on me (!) but I had to turn him down (as if!) because I was already married and didn't want to cheat on my hubby. Anyway, he was such a sweet guy that I didn't have the heart to send him away and became best friend with him instead. Isn't my mind weird? ^^;

[nausicaa83.livejournal.com]

(ok, rifiuto di fare la pigra, e rispondo nella lingua appropriata)

I got many great fanvid ideas in dreams, now that I think about it. That's an entire realm of possibilities waiting for me. *______*

A few months ago I had week after week of dreams of zombies, and my therapist think they're related to all the deaths in my family, plus the fact that they're creatures that are meant to be dead, but are obliged to still wander around looking alive, that it is a hammer-in-the-head metaphor for a comatose patient. My subconscious is so subtle. Anyway she says it's a good thing, that my brain keeps elaborating the pain through images I can understand. That's good, although after a while it got a bit annoying.

I had a most wonderful dream concerning Sherlock months ago, it was one of those real dreams, the ones where you're truly convinced it's real life. We were trapped in a hotel in the mountains, and a snowstorm came, some tourist got killed, and Sherlock started investigating, while John and I looked around for evidence. Years of Miss Marple finally paying off! It took me a while when I woke up to realize it was just a dream, it was just like waking up from an inception. Absolutely awesome. *______________*

[kuruccha.livejournal.com]

LE TUE NUOVE ICONE SU COWBOY BEBOP.
Questa mood è la mia preferita. *_* VAI COSI'!

[nausicaa83.livejournal.com]

Il primo amore non si scorda mai! See You Space Cowboy! *____________*