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I think the reason I've been plagued with crazy dreams has been the nearly 5 years I've worked such an off shift for work (and others who work crazy shifts could chime in and please let me know I'm not alone!).
I was also on Chantix for a few weeks a couple of years ago and part of the reason I quit taking it was the dreams.
I ended up falling asleep earlier this afternoon, and slept almost non stop (save for getting up and going to the bathroom and answering a couple of phone calls) until 2:30 am this morning. What a sleep, but what crazy dreams!
First I dreamed that I was shopping. I love shopping dreams, because I always have an unlimited amount of money, or the stuff I want is free....whatever the case, shopping dreams for me are like the footage you see on TV of celebrities shopping and needing a giant SUV to put all their stuff in.
Then there was a bad dream. It must have been a little later, but it felt like the dreams merged together like a movie marathon on tv.
It was like a mixture of The Descent and The Hills Have Eyes, but there were no caves or mines. Some random girls and I were in a truck or some kind of odd all terrain vehicle and we were in this wooded area that seemed to never end, and everything was so eery. All of a sudden, we were ambushed by these ugly, mutant looking things. Somehow, most of us managed to escape, and while we drove trying to find a way out of the woods, all of a sudden, my neighbor drove past in his truck, firing gunshots out his window at the mutants who were following us! Somehow, it was like he never had to re-load or maybe he had a semi automatic gun, and he just kept shooting, but he didn't get all of them.
Yet for some reason, we made it out.
And then....we were in jail. I swear, these two dreams just merged into one. Same girls and I were put in jail, but we were on Huber, so we could leave to go to work.
We got into one girls' car, and we decided that instead of going back to jail after work, we were going to go party. I kept asking the girls when people would start coming after us, and they said they didn't care. We even drove back to the jail to switch cars, because the first girl's car was out of gas! And by some miracle, no one saw us do the switcheroo in the parking lot, and we were off to the bar again!
And that's when the phone rang and I woke up and decided to not sleep anymore.
Nuts. Just nuts.
That's a wee bit more graphic or weird than usual, but at the same time, it's not unusual for me at all to have really weird dreams on Fridays and Saturdays, when I'm off of work. I think while I attempt to sleep, my mind goes into overdrive trying to refresh itself and try to adapt to me being awake during the day Fridays and Saturdays. Although I have had some really weird dreams in the middle of the week before, some have been so bad I've woke up at 4-6 pm and not been able to sleep the rest of the evening and have gone to work just dead tired.
I was also on Chantix for a few weeks a couple of years ago and part of the reason I quit taking it was the dreams.
I ended up falling asleep earlier this afternoon, and slept almost non stop (save for getting up and going to the bathroom and answering a couple of phone calls) until 2:30 am this morning. What a sleep, but what crazy dreams!
First I dreamed that I was shopping. I love shopping dreams, because I always have an unlimited amount of money, or the stuff I want is free....whatever the case, shopping dreams for me are like the footage you see on TV of celebrities shopping and needing a giant SUV to put all their stuff in.
Then there was a bad dream. It must have been a little later, but it felt like the dreams merged together like a movie marathon on tv.
It was like a mixture of The Descent and The Hills Have Eyes, but there were no caves or mines. Some random girls and I were in a truck or some kind of odd all terrain vehicle and we were in this wooded area that seemed to never end, and everything was so eery. All of a sudden, we were ambushed by these ugly, mutant looking things. Somehow, most of us managed to escape, and while we drove trying to find a way out of the woods, all of a sudden, my neighbor drove past in his truck, firing gunshots out his window at the mutants who were following us! Somehow, it was like he never had to re-load or maybe he had a semi automatic gun, and he just kept shooting, but he didn't get all of them.
Yet for some reason, we made it out.
And then....we were in jail. I swear, these two dreams just merged into one. Same girls and I were put in jail, but we were on Huber, so we could leave to go to work.
We got into one girls' car, and we decided that instead of going back to jail after work, we were going to go party. I kept asking the girls when people would start coming after us, and they said they didn't care. We even drove back to the jail to switch cars, because the first girl's car was out of gas! And by some miracle, no one saw us do the switcheroo in the parking lot, and we were off to the bar again!
And that's when the phone rang and I woke up and decided to not sleep anymore.
Nuts. Just nuts.
That's a wee bit more graphic or weird than usual, but at the same time, it's not unusual for me at all to have really weird dreams on Fridays and Saturdays, when I'm off of work. I think while I attempt to sleep, my mind goes into overdrive trying to refresh itself and try to adapt to me being awake during the day Fridays and Saturdays. Although I have had some really weird dreams in the middle of the week before, some have been so bad I've woke up at 4-6 pm and not been able to sleep the rest of the evening and have gone to work just dead tired.
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