What do dreams really mean?

Lately I have been having so many dreams, most of them are probably the equivalent of a episode of say........ really no example comes to me. Probably testifies to how little of television I watch these days. Okay, probably Simpsons, not that its all comic in nature but rather it's a self-contained little dream, everything pans out in one nugget-sized sitting, without any loose ends or continuation to the story. In other words, it's a short and sweet type of dream. And boy were some of these dreams ever ever sweet...........


This week alone, I had a couple of dreams that I have some recollection of. Does it mean anything? Well maybe for starters its a sign that my mind is too active at night, probably because they have been largely dormant during the day time, particularly during office hours where I am ridiculously free. The extent is ludicrous, I reiterate. Since my request for transfer was officially approved and my status is basically that of a chair warmer (i.e. waiting for my replacement to come in), the amount of work I have been assigned ranges from cursory to non-existent. Case in point, it's a monday morning and this morning I have received less than 10 emails, 5 of which are routine reports that are cc-ed to me for no reason other than I was on the mailing list by convention. Remaining 5, 3 are replies to the same theme that requires an attention span of circa 5 minutes (including the time it requires for me to finish drinking my coffee and I am a slow drinker for non-alcoholic drinks). So, it should surprise no one that my nocturnal mind is as active as a cheetah running off with a can of Pepsi Max (man, am I ever so full of s***).

I really think my dreams are pretty much congruent with a lot of thoughts/meditations/hallucinations. I would like to think that those are noctural forthtelling visions but then again I am a perpetual optimist when it comes to certain issues. I suspect only RW would be able to make light of what gibberish I am spouting now. Gosh, I feel like a woman, unleashing a flurry of random sentences and expect others to make sense of it.

Have you ever woke up from a dream thinking that you are so absurdly long-winded, even in your dreams? Have you ever open your eyes wondering who on earth can you share that dream with since it felt so sweet but yet there are certain contents that once revealed, would change the very entire premise of your relationship? Have you ever had three dreams in the same night that could very weave together in one longer dream ala Pulp Fiction? Have you wondered where I am going with this? In typical DC fashion, there is a lot of smoke, a lot of air but in the end, it's a cliffhanger......... Gosh, I should be script writer since lots of movies pan out like this these days........