A Little MS with a Little MSW

I really need to start a dream journal. The problem is I often wake up from a dream in the middle of the night and then have forgotten it by the time it’s time to get up and start the day.

I have a few recurring dreams that have been lingering for decades now. One involves the presence of a giant glob of what can only be described as really dry, sticky gum in my mouth. In my dream, I am pulling and pulling the substance from my mouth to no avail. I have to admit, this one has me stumped. A mouthful of a substance that I can’t purge… hmm.. I just don’t know.

In another recurring dream, I find myself on a staircase, unable to lift my legs to ascend. It’s as though they suddenly weigh 500 lbs each. This one I can draw a loose connection to my dislike of having to stop and wait on a staircase while standing in a single-file line (i.e. amusement park ride lines). But it’s still so weird to me that I find myself in this nocturnal predicament so often!

Lastly, I don’t know how many times I’ve dreamt that I am at school and have forgotten to study for a test that is to be given that day.

Yes, I do hear my beloved Anxiety screaming loud and clear in that one, but I am baffled as to why it is showing up as a test in school. I literally had that actual scenario happen once in my life, that I can recall.

I don’t put a lot of stock in dreams, in general. I find them bizarre and entertaining and one of the brain’s many mysteries. But the ones that show up again and again… I mean, someone, somewhere is trying to tell me something!