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This is for the happy thoughts that waunder in your subconsciousness while you are asleep!

"If I am dreaming let me never awake, If I am awake let me never sleep."

~ Chinese Proverb

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Thankfully, I've had way less of the crazy, violent, scary dreams since I started taking Endep (or, should I say, since it finally kicked in after almost 4 weeks). I'm still dreaming a lot - just not as intensely.

I did have a good dream the other night. I've recently been back in touch with my first boyfriend from high school and things are...well, good. :D My dream was that we met each other (after about 18 years of no contact!) and it was great...but his entire family - mum, dad, sister, brothers - were all there watching those first few moments. Talk about awkward LOL!

Nothing else to report, coz I can't think of any other positive dream I've had in a long time.

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I'll tell you about one of mine from long ago... Though I am not sure if it should be here or the weird section... sometimes, the line is thinly drawn....lol.

This is a very detailed dream they usually all are.. but I will shrink it down for ya.... ;)

I was working as Santa's Secretary, and we were in the middle of an Elven Union strike so we were out sourcing alot of or work. So we had toys being shipped in to the north pole via helicopter from all over the place. I also had an issue with a lost candy cane order and was very concerned about coming up short this year. Meanwhile I got to wear this totally cute hot little "santa girl" kinda out fit and Mrs. Claus hated me!!!!!! In my dream I kept telling her to she really had nothing to worry about because My mom was a barbie and My dad was Ken....

sooooooooo................. you know where I am going with that....

Oh and also there was some sort of issue with the feed going bad for the reindeer and we had to feed them cheese burgers.....

So that is the short version....

LOL.....

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When I have dreams about meeting and working with a celebrity, I always get really involved with musical projects all of the sudden, like joining a band or recording. That happened last month! Can't remember who the celebrity was tho.

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very interesting. I met Eric Johnson this way. Stu, you the only one on here to know who Eric Johnson is?

My bf and I were asleep, and I had this awesome, super incredible , awesome dream that I had to wake him up and tell him about. fortunately, it was almost get up time anyway. I don't remember everythig, but I told him about being in a house, there was - you know i really don't remember. but it came down to I was in a house with a large glass window. Eric johnson opened the window, or I did, and we ended up just hanging out. He was wearing purple, and played music for me.

I told my bf the dream, and we went on our way. that afternoon I went to a music store to see my old bf. he said, come on, I wnat u to meet a friend of mine. At the time in the back of the store had a special guitar section which was glassed off from the rest of the store with huge sliding door. Eric Johnson opened the door, was wearing purple, and I met him. He was super nice, if not effeminate, and he played me a song, just for me! Then they all jammed.

my ex never told me that he would play w/ Johnson.

wildness, man, just pure wildness

Oh, yeah, I went back and told my bf what had happened and he lost all skin color. He knew the detailed dream when I had had it. His friends were with him and everyone tripped on it for a while. Too cool.

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very interesting. I met Eric Johnson this way. Stu, you the only one on here to know who Eric Johnson is?

My bf and I were asleep, and I had this awesome, super incredible , awesome dream that I HAD to wake him up and tell him about. fortunately, it was almost get up time anyway. I don't remember everythig, but I told him about being in a house, there was - you know i really don't remember. but it came down to I was in a house with a large glass window. Eric johnson opened the window, or I did, and we ended up just hanging out. He was wearing purple, and played music for me.

I told my bf the dream, and we went on our way. THAT VERY AFTERNOON I went to Music Makers in Austin to see my old bf, which Stu is now familiar with, and his name is Tim. Tim said, come on, I wnat u to meet a friend of mine. At the time in Music Makers (Barton Skyway and Lamar - I think) the back of the store had a special guitar section which was GLASSED off from the rest of the store with huge sliding door. Eric Johnson OPENED the door, was wearing purple, and I met him. He was super nice, if not effeminate, and he played me a song, just for me! :D Then they all jammed.

HOW BIZARRE CAN IT GET?

Tim NEVER told me that he would play w/ Johnson. EVER.

wildness, man, just pure wildness

Oh, yeah, I went back and told my bf what had happened and he lost all skin color. He knew the detailed dream when I had had it. His friends were with him and everyone tripped on it for a while. Too cool.

LOL stuff like that happens to me all the time. stars crossing I guess! Gotten a few jobs that way in the past!

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I just had the coolest dream ever, It is so cool I am actually considering doing it for real.

A long time ago When I was a kid, There was this little mom and pop store down the street. it was a gas station to for a while till that part blew up ...no kidding! any way This is where we would get our penny candy and also my grandpa used to drive us there from grandmas house when he went there for whatever... (usually beer) But what is really important is that they made home made pies there. Like picked the berries out of her back yard kind of home made..... They were famous for it... any way the shop has long been closed but it is still so well know that the hill that it was on still carries the name Stahlee's hill. (Im not sure that is spelled right)

ok so that is the REAL back ground....

In my dream I dreampt I moved back there and reopened the shop exactly as it used to be... Mind you in this day and age probably not a good business venture, but I also added a small cafe The served nothing but Coffee and the original recipe pie. And it did very very well. honestly I love this Idea, I am looking into it!

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I just had the coolest dream ever, It is so cool I am actually considering doing it for real.

A long time ago When I was a kid, There was this little mom and pop store down the street. it was a gas station to for a while till that part blew up ...no kidding! any way This is where we would get our penny candy and also my grandpa used to drive us there from grandmas house when he went there for whatever... (usually beer) But what is really important is that they made home made pies there. Like picked the berries out of her back yard kind of home made..... They were famous for it... any way the shop has long been closed but it is still so well know that the hill that it was on still carries the name Stahlee's hill. (Im not sure that is spelled right)

ok so that is the REAL back ground....

In my dream I dreampt I moved back there and reopened the shop exactly as it used to be... Mind you in this day and age probably not a good business venture, but I also added a small cafe The served nothing but Coffee and the original recipe pie. And it did very very well. honestly I love this Idea, I am looking into it!

That is so cool! You should totally do it! I would love to do something like that. Great dream! Maybe that little shop is calling to you.

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what a wonderful dream to make come true! I can smell the blueberry pie right now....... ahhhhhhhhhh, and of course we cannot do that without coffee!

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Mmm. Pie. I miss pie. And coffee. drool Can I get mine ala mode?

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I see beautiful buildings , creative design in dreams (I hope this help me in architecture)

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Beautiful Garden was last night dream

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Alot of times I'll dream of eating. One time in church when we were praying, I was leaning forward with my elbows on my knees, and dreamed of eating a Subway sandwich. I woke up with my mouth open getting ready to take a bite of the air sandwich in my hands. My kids still tease me about that because one of them actually saw me.

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I fall asleep a lot while I am eating. I always have a dream of sorts...all sorts of meaningless stuff. My husband watches me so that I don't drop my face in my soup which I actually did once. You've got to appreciate the humor in this or you would simply go nuts!

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I dream that I am at work at one of my past jobs. Unfortunately I never get paid for this night work.

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My favorite dreams are ones where I'm flying. I always have to flap my arms though. At first I can't control it, but I get better as the dream progresses.

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I love flying dreams too. I had them a lot as a kid.

It was strange cause wherever I flew it looked totally real. Like out of body experience kind of thing.

I used to always swim fly but once I was flying on my back, immobile and just controlling it with my mind.

I think I had a flying dream a few weeks ago but I don't get them much anymore.

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Thankfully, I've had way less of the crazy, violent, scary dreams since I started taking Endep (or, should I say, since it finally kicked in after almost 4 weeks). I'm still dreaming a lot - just not as intensely.

I did have a good dream the other night. I've recently been back in touch with my first boyfriend from high school and things are...well, good. <img src="http://narcolepsynetwork.org/forums/public/style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/biggrin.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":D" border="0" alt="biggrin.gif" /> My dream was that we met each other (after about 18 years of no contact!) and it was great...but his entire family - mum, dad, sister, brothers - were all there watching those first few moments. Talk about awkward LOL!

Nothing else to report, coz I can't think of any other positive dream I've had in a long time.

That's funny that you say that you havev dreams of your exes because I do and a lot. I dream that we r back together...........so bizarre but so real. I wake up with smiles. Lol. Maybe my subconcious is trying to tell me something lol.

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Back when I had the dream I'm about to describe, I put it in the weird category, but it fits here too.

In early February of 2006 (years before my N diagnosis), I dreamt that a guy I worked with kissed me. In the part of the dream I remember, he leaned toward me, cradled my face in one hand, and gently touched his lips to mine, a perfect, lingering, tender kiss…when I abruptly shoved him away, indignant, hissing, "you're married!" He replied, "But I'm separated; we are getting divorced." I snorted in disbelief, "Let me know when it's finalized. Maybe we can talk." There the dream ended.

When I remembered the dream the next morning, I was so embarrassed (silly, I know, but there it is :blush: ), as well as surprised. The co-worker in the dream was, in fact, married, and very happily from what I saw. I didn't have much interaction with him, and usually only in small group settings, one in which he had mentioned, about five months prior to my dream, that he and his wife had decided it was time for a second child. Clearly, not the man in my kiss dream. I was also surprised that I had had such a dream since at the time I had been dating a guy for eight months who I really liked, and adding the fact that I had never consciously thought of that co-worker as... well, at all (this was no comment on his attributes; he had a wife, and therefore was unappealing and unacceptablefor my romantic fantacies). But the memory of that perfect, beautiful dream kiss stayed with me.

Then, about two months later, this same co-worker told me and a couple of other colleagues that he and his wife were getting a divorce, that they had separated in February, when she had asked him to move out and stay with friends until she could find her own place. She had moved out the prior weekend, so he now felt he could talk about it to people at work. I could tell the divorce wasn't his idea by the way his face twitched when he spoke of it, but, at the time, I didn't feel I knew him well enough to ask any questions; truthfully, at that moment I was anxious to get as much physical distance between him and myself as possible--I felt weak all over, on the verge of collapse (had no knowledge of cataplexy at the time)--because I had just realized that I had had the dream of his perfect, tender kiss, his telling me he was separated, the SAME week he had actually moved out and begun staying with friends. Bizarre, non?

Well, I have to tell you, the reality of his perfect kiss is just as I dreamt it was, and is just as tender today as it was on that Sunday in March, 2008, when the minister said, "you may kiss your bride," and my husband leaned toward me, cradled my face in one hand, gently touched his lips to mine, a perfect, lingering, tender kiss... :wub:

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I have these vivid dreams that are so scary, but many times I am able to remember I can fly... it really is the greatest feeling, I just have to run real fast and jump and up in the air i go.

I also have dreams that i can spin like an ice skater or a ballerina... but i start to spin till my feel are off the ground and I spin sooooooo high! I have those a lot.

I had a dream that I started to control and willed Brad Pitt to come and keep me "company" that was real nice! B)

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I like flying... except in airplanes ...in dreams. Which is great, because I don't drive. So, I'm often walking in my dreams...which sometime turns into flight. Though its more like I'm walking along when suddenly I miss the ground and keep walking through the air...and I can step higher into the air as I need to.... Yet, it doesn't stop me from have driving dreams....which I hate, because they'll always involve not being able to stop. Though the accident where I stopped driving was because I did stop. Strange...occurs to me that my bike accident was also the same.

I had sunk several grand into fixing up car just before I totaled it. I had new brakes and new tires. Bike accident was after I had gotten it tuned up....I stopped really good when I braked for a tree that wasn't there. It was they flying I did afterwards that wasn't much fun.

The Dreamer.

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I had a dream several years ago that I awoke from and was absolutely convinced it really happened and to this day half believe it did. It's fitting to tell it now since the new Hunger Games books/movies vaguely remind me of it. I dreamed I was born into a different dimension into a privileged society. There was only the privileged and grotesquely underprivileged. The two did not mix. I knew when I was born into the "royalty" family that I did so with a mission. I lived a full life of luxury but as I was growing, I secretly made friends with some of the "untouchables." As I got older, I knew the underprivileged were starting a revolution and there was going to be a nasty, vicious war. I knew my role was to form a bridge between the societies and use my position to negotiate peace. I worked with the rebel leaders, there was a group of five, boys and girls. I became very close with them. There was war, but not full revolution when I remember telling them that the process had begun. It was up to them to take what we had done together and continue to mend the rift in society, but that I was asleep in another world and I had to go wake up then. I gave them all hugs and we cried. I told them that I would remember them in my heart forever, but when I awoke, some things would fade and over time, I may not remember clearly, but would always love them. I wished them good luck, said goodbye, and woke up in my bed.

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