Messed up dream

This morning I had a very strange dream. Even though I am no stranger to really vivid dreams, this one was just a little more hyper realistic than I want them to be.

I was in a house I did not know, but it seemed to be mine. As I tried to go into the backyard through a sliding glass door about 10 puppies of all different breeds greet me with hunger on their little faces. I seemed to have either seen the dogs in a previous dream because my familiarity with them was strange. Somehow I feel like they represented something in my life. I ended up feeling feeding them… but then the dream gets really weird.

I looked to my right and there is a corrall type of enclosement. If I had to describe it further I would say it was a pigsty, but instead of pigs, there was adult dogs in there. I started to head towards them when a big crow flew away from what looked like the half eaten corpse of a dead dog. Surprisingly the corpse dog, that was truly repulsive get up as I set a bowl of food in the middle of their enclosement. The dog ate along with what looked like malnurished dogs.

I don’t think a dream interpretation book can help me with this one, but what I am thinking is that the dogs all represented ideas… some new and some old… for some reason some of my older ideas are still there, waiting to be feed, almost dead but not quite yet there.

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5 Responses to Messed up dream

  1. How many times am I going to have to tell you, hitting the crack pipe before bedtime is a BAD idea?!

  2. Is this the night after you had the 8lbs burrito?

  3. Ew.

  4. I must side with Daniel on this one.

    Although I don’t think too much about intrepreting dreams by the book, I particularly liked your own impression. So, will the dream remain the only avenue to feed the dogs?

  5. “I looked to my right and there is a corrall type of enclosement. If I had to describe it further I would say it was a pigsty, but instead of pigs, there was adult dogs in there.”

    You were obviously dreaming about the Internet.

    Your home is your computer and the puppies are your blog readers. The half-dead dog is the crap you constantly find on the web that you “feed” with your web browser.

    -Riskable
    http://www.riskable.com
    “I have a license to kill -9″

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