Dreams

During cardio the other day, C. Diddy and I were discussing dreams. For years now C. Diddy has been having a reoccurring dream wherein she's terrified of some major change occurring within the dream - makes total sense. I discussed with her the dream I've been having for years. I'm being chased by someone. Who it is changes and the whom is never actually important. I'm always one step ahead of my pursuer, but I'm always running, running, running. From something. Makes sense...right?

But tonight I remembered the other dream I've had sense...god only knows when. I'm screaming and screaming and screaming! I'm crying out so hard - I use every ounce of muscle and iota of strength to scream out at the top of my lungs! But nothing comes out. Sometimes I can squeeze out the tiniest sound...even though I try and try and try. Interesting...right?