I think some of the worst remembrances of dreams is when they’re fragmented. Dreams tend to be fragmented and bare of logic as it is, but to only have glimpsing memories of such a thing. It can be pretty confusing and strange if you ask me.
The other night I had a dream that there was something sitting at the back of my throat that was uncomfortable and felt on the verge of choking me. I stick my fingers in my mouth to see what it is and grab a piece of string that seems to go on as I pull on it.
I almost feel the string sliding along the back side of my throat until something catches in the back of my mouth that I can feel on the roof of my mouth and back of my tongue. I reach my fingers in once more, until I feel a thin metal object that I can barely hold with my fingers. I maneuver my tongue to let the object pass and attached to the string was a needle.
But it didn’t end there. There was still more string and the gagging feeling was growing increasingly uncomfortable. I had to have pulled out at least four or five needles that had strange heirloom objects or at least something of importance between them.
So I tried looking up string, but none of the definitions really fit my dream. There was a ball of string, tying a string, cutting a string, untangling and using, but I didn’t think any of these were satisfactory. However under thread, which is similar was cotton thread which is what it was made out of. The meaning for that was that “your arguments with a lover over rational things are irrational.” None of the definitions of throat fit nor the ones for heirlooms… Hmmm…
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