I had a bad dream last night :( I only remember a tiny bit, but I dreamed that I was in Bali or somewhere with my parents, and for some reason my cat was over there too (in usual dream fashion, the reason for this was never broached). I heard that my mum didn’t want to bring the cat back to Australia with us, and when I asked if that was true, she said it was. I started crying, and begged her to let me bring him home, and that I would pay for everything and look after him.

I woke up feeling quite sad, and as soon as I got up I went over to my cat and gave him a big pat and told him that I’d never leave him anywhere. He probably wondered what the hell my problem was!

I also had quite a bizarre dream. I was still overseas with my parents, and we were checking out of the hotel. I’d been trying on some jewellery before we checked out, and I remembered that I’d left my wedding rings in the room, so I had to go back to the hotel room to try to find the rings. I have no idea why, but I was naked when I was running up the street to go to the hotel, and as I was running, there were a couple of people behind me making comments. I didn’t turn around, but carried on the conversation all the while running up the hill. Do any of you do a weird sort of running in your dreams where you pull yourself along with your hands to try to move faster? If not, I guess I’m the only freak then, because that’s the way I seem to run in my dreams, and I was doing that sort of running up the hill. In this dream, though. I was using my feet as well, whereas in other dreams I’m often parallel to the ground, and floating slightly above it, and only using my hands to pull myself along. It’s quite weird.

I got to the hotel, and looked for the lift. I found one in a really odd location, at the end of a table or something, but I got in and went to the right floor. When the lift opened, I was in someone else’s bathroom, and I was about to try to sneak out of the room, but saw two people just outside the bathroom door, doing what people do in hotel rooms. I had no idea what to do, and I was still naked, so I covered myself with a towel, and knocked loudly on the bathroom door. The guy came over, and I said that I’d come up the lift but ended up in their bathroom. The woman acted as though it’s happened on more than one occasion, and said that I needed to use the other lift in order to come out in the right place.

Fortunately now I had my towel around me, so I walked out and to the room I’d been staying in. I found my rings, and left. Later on, I was at a jetty or something, looking for my cat so I could take him home. There were lots of other grey cats around, and they must have sensed that I was looking for mine to take with me, because they started jumping up in the air towards me, hoping that I’d take them with me too. They were really adorable, and I caught one in mid-air and gave it a cuddle.

END OF DREAM

So that was that - any questions? It was totally weird, and that’s only the stuff I could remember well enough to try to put in a reasonable order. There was more stuff that happened, but I can only remember bits and pieces of it - not how it fits in with the rest.

I do remember having a fight with my mum in the dream. I have dreams like this every so often, and I wake up feeling sad and weird, because the fights always involve her with an indifferent, snide attitude towards me, often saying quite nasty things, and me getting frustrated and yelling (and usually crying because of the frustration), because of her attitude. Sometimes the fights get physical, but not hitting - more like grabbing and pushing. I think I’m the one who starts the physical side of it, because I’m so frustrated that she doesn’t care about my feelings and just won’t listen to what I’m saying. The dreams really disturb me, because I’m not an aggressive person at all, and I’ve never had any problems with my mum - I couldn’t have asked for a better mother. So why on earth would I have dreams like this? :’(