Good Afternoon Monday!

Soooo many dreams!!! This one really played on my heartstrings. You will understand why if you have ever loved something so much. When I woke up, I felt like I wanted to be surgically attached to him. Hope you liked my first set of dreams from last night. Here are the rest. Hope you enjoy the read.

Sunday 20th September 2020 (Part 2)

I dreamed about my cuddly toy. it’s been with me since I was about 13 years old and he hasn’t left my side. In my dream I was in the army or similar. I was a man and there was another man who was working along side me. I was sent to Moldova and he was being sent somewhere else. I wasn’t allowed to take my cuddly toy and I was asked to leave it in the safe. The safe looked like a bank safety deposit area and it was being guarded by another man. As I went to put my toy into the safe, I was contemplating taking it with me. I was toing and froing whether to leave him in there or to take him with me. I decided to leave him. Then I dreamed my toy was coming after me as he didn’t want to be without me. He wanted his mum!

Finally, I had another dream about visiting my house. I was at the bottom of the garden of my house, but I wasn’t my house in real life. It was my house in the dream though. I keep dreaming of the same building being my house but it isn’t, however, I’m always revisiting it. The garden was very big and green. It must have been about 100 ft long! I was doing the garden up making it clean and tidy, but the ground kept breaking up and water flowed into the garden.

Oh my God! If anything ever happened to my cuddly toy, it would be soul destroying. He is like my security blanket and I can’t bear to be without him, or worse still, lose him. I won’t ever take him away on holiday because every single time I get stopped at security! I don’t know why. Maybe I have got one go those faces! I could imagine taking him and security wanting to take him away after X-ray and wanting to open him up. The thing is, he is threadbare where he has had so much love. He doesn’t look like anything to anyone else, but to me, he is my rock. I’d even refuse to fly if they wouldn’t let me board with him. What would happen though if I was trying to come home? I’d be left in another country for good! No he is not coming away with me. As for the other dream. Why oh why do I keep dreaming about my house that isn’t my house? It happens a lot. I think I need to investigate this one heavily as I keep dreaming about it all the time. What could it mean with the garden falling apart and water coming in? I really hope it’s a good sign. My mum always says ’If you have bad dreams, then good things are going to happen’ .Fingers crossed she is right. I hope I have some new and interesting dreams tonight.

If you enjoyed this dream, why not read my diary.