tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19022044.post116288222648320551..comments2023-11-23T16:09:46.548-05:00Comments on Where Life Takes You...: Dream GuiltBeckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16689649366003513145noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19022044.post-1163707902280533212006-11-16T15:11:00.000-05:002006-11-16T15:11:00.000-05:00Still looking for a picture of the baby...and stum...Still looking for a picture of the baby...and stumbled onto this post! Wow. I am so sorry that you lost your best friend all those years ago. I lost mine 16 months ago. I have weird dreams about her, too. Perhaps we both wish so much that they were still alive that our brains figure out some scenario in which they could still possibly be alive. In my worst dream my best friend told me that she was still alive but that she was paralyzed and once the paramedics put the tube down her throat she couldn't speak anymore. She kept trying to tell people she was alive, but no one could hear. I'm glad your John was there to awaken you, too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19022044.post-1163211741669014192006-11-10T21:22:00.000-05:002006-11-10T21:22:00.000-05:00I once heard that a person who commits suicide die...I once heard that a person who commits suicide dies once but the friends and family of that person die a thousand deaths. It's always going to be in the back of your mind and you're always going to worry that she was upset with you. And I'm not a phychologist either but I took a year of it and was told that dreams pretty much don't mean squat. You may have seen something during the day that reminded you of her and then seen an ad for mission impossible 3 and your brain just ran with it. Who knows for sure though.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19022044.post-1163049733789755502006-11-09T00:22:00.000-05:002006-11-09T00:22:00.000-05:00What a great dream, well, I don't know if I was dr...What a great dream, well, I don't know if I was dreamin' it if it would be so great... kinda scary. But, what an intense story! You should start writing a book, the perfect work at home job.BosieLadiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10997051800872568748noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19022044.post-1163038203501365402006-11-08T21:10:00.000-05:002006-11-08T21:10:00.000-05:00That proves it, you should write more. Great ima...That proves it, you should write more. Great imagination.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19022044.post-1163009720086406612006-11-08T13:15:00.000-05:002006-11-08T13:15:00.000-05:00No I'm not a psychiatrist nor a dream reader. I k...No I'm not a psychiatrist nor a dream reader. I know I would've woken up disturbed by that myself. However, I agree with the others it sounds like you have a great mystery suspense to write. Sorry I couldn't offer any profound words of advise or wisdom in this situation.<BR/><BR/>MonicaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19022044.post-1162998718874080782006-11-08T10:11:00.000-05:002006-11-08T10:11:00.000-05:00i am not sure what your unconscious is trying to t...i am not sure what your unconscious is trying to tell you, but i'm glad john was there to wake you up. margoMagogo's Musings, toohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09282188854825790599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19022044.post-1162916372103683302006-11-07T11:19:00.000-05:002006-11-07T11:19:00.000-05:00Well, looks like you have one really good plot ide...Well, looks like you have one really good plot idea for a book...maybe your subconcious wants you to become a writer! <BR/>That was definitely a strange dream though... I've never been into dream interpretation, but maybe someone else will read this that is.Astarythhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02477586487296992808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19022044.post-1162908121637020602006-11-07T09:02:00.000-05:002006-11-07T09:02:00.000-05:00No psychiatrist here. I just stopped by to thank y...No psychiatrist here. I just stopped by to thank you for all the great Boston suggestions. I always associate you with being a Jersey girl and forgot that you aren't originally from there. Thanks!<BR/><BR/>P.S. When I was young I used to think my grandma didn't really die either. I would look for her in crowds. Perhaps your dream is a mixture of guilt and denial. Or, perhaps your friend is trying to give you an idea for your next action/thriller book to write. :-)Robbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05146718095261185040noreply@blogger.com