I have recurring dreams.
Not the same dream over and over, but dreams with a solid recurring theme.
A few times a month I have a dream where I am going about my day in a very ordinary fashion when across the room, outside the revolving door, or through a window I see someone who played a significant role in my past.
It's very cinematic. I see them, I look away, I double take. They mouth "sorry" to me with an expression of regret and then it's over. The dream that is. Or at least that's the last bit I usually remember.
I don't really understand it. This person, to the best of my knowledge, is very much alive. They really don't need to apologize to me, or maybe they do? Or maybe I owe them the apology? I don't know. Is it a closure issue? Maybe, but I thought I had that. Unanswerable.
I also dream about the flower shop where I used to work. I have not been back in there since I quit nine months ago. My lack of patronage is not for any specific reason but due to the dreams I am starting to wonder if I don't have closure there for some unknown reason. It's all very speculative.
It's dark outside. I hate this time of year. The minute the sun sets my mood shifts. I know that many others are affected the same way, but still. No matter how much caffeine I have poured into my system I shut down every day at 5 p.m. But then, come bedtime I don't sleep well, and maybe that is why my dreams are so broken. And cryptic.
It's all a learning process. Thank God for psychotherapy.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
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When I worked at the hospital, we called that 'sundowners'. That is when the elderly, who were fine all day, went into their dementia state.
I get that around 3 or 4. I think that is because that is the time that you kids came home from school, and no one comes home anymore. I am usually fine after supper! We are all such complicated creatures!
Do naps help? I don't mean that in any flippant way - if I take a nap from 1-2 this Godforsaken time of year it seems to help with the rest of the day.
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