#reoccurring

[howifeltabouthim]

which is a memory which happens again and again

Alice Oswald, from Falling Awake

[baapi-makwa]

oh, I hate that dream

[allthegoodonesaretakenbummer]

I feel like there is a creature inside of me that is trying to communicate with me lately. I laid in bed with candles lit and finally began asking it questions. It growled and I thought it was a dog. I envisioned it as something larger though and asked it if it was a wolf. It simply yipped at me. I've had a reoccurring dream of a cottage in a clearing of woods. When I approach the cottage, a pack of wolves surrounds me. I give them offerings and they step away. I have a wolf inside of me that yearns to be in those woods. It pushes me to its pack and I wonder if it is also mine.

[flerpsdreams]

The orange

When I was little, I dreamed that my mom and I were being chased through an enormous hardware store by a ten foot tall homicidal orange. Despite not having arms, it could open doors, and so we had to lock them to keep ourselves safe. In a strange bit of dream-logic that also occurs in other dreams I've had, if a door has multiple locks (all of the ones we hid behind had like six), the door can still be opened if at least one lock is unlocked.

[styleslipsense]

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[alexandraswriting]

I walk through this house of Crayola color quite often as of late, Some halls have green walls and orange carpets, Other halls have blue walls and purple tile, I get lost here every time I come, Some doors lead to new halls, Other doors lead to dead ends, I wonder around this miss matched house for hours upon hours looking for a way out, Usually alone, But from time to time I come across a few stragglers searching for an exit,   They all ask me the same question, “Is there a way out?” I always shrug my shoulders and say “I don’t know”. Then their lost looks turn to sadness, Then sadness to anger, They are demanding a way out, But what am I to do? I am just as lost as they are, So I wonder these hall day in and day out, So one day I can give them an answer.

Reoccurring Dream // Alexandra

[jswizzlestickshasntaclue]

When the nightmare is so bad even waking up doesn’t help

[a-jackass-and-a-warrior]

Lepidoptera