May 15, 2008...12:19 am

Dreaming State

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Has anyone of you ever had the feeling that you’re dreaming yet still aware of the things happening around you? Like you can still think outside of your sleep? As in worrying for persons not in your dream?

I know. It’s wierd. But I have this sleeping condition that I KNOW I am asleep. I KNOW that I am dreaming at the moment. I even WONDER if I am sleeptalking or if they can hear my me. Yes, all these while I am in a deep slumber.

The latest that this happened to me was probably last monday night. I had this dream of watching an old woman, thin and frail. She was in a bus station. She was walking pretty slow to a group of people, whom I am certain were her son and his family. They were waiting for her and they had big smiles on their faces, as if it was a relief to see her.

I believe they are all going to a province…the son and his family accompanying the old woman for I guess she’s too ‘ancient’ to be certain of where she was. But I felt that inside she was exhilaratingly happy for she’s going home.

All the while that these are occupying my head, I knew that I am cold and I am certain I pulled the covers up and curled.

Then, when the woman was about five to seven feet away from the family, the bus came. The family jumped to the bus, not knowing that no one waited for the woman. Then the bus sped up. I remembered being certain that the woman only saw the back of the last of her family member that gt into the bus…and she knew that she was forgotten. Then she cried really loud and suddenly, in my dream, I was making the sound of the crying, too. As in Waaahhh. Haaaah. Haaaah. It was not a really ‘good’ cry…but i felt the terrible grief, the horror and the fear in her heart.

Then I wondered if mom and dad can hear my wails in the next room. Weird. Then, after three or so cries, I woke up, tightly curled up and wrapped in my blanket…and tears sprang to my eyes. had to bite my knuckles so that i wont make a sound of a sob. I felt so bad for the woman. I think i must have seen my grandmom…though she was different from the woman. She’s healthy and she can travel alone, too. But, I remember thinking of the time that she can no longer go to places alone and she wanrs to go to her province before I went to bed that night.

i swore that i’ll accompany her everytime that I can.

anyone knows what this dreaming state’s called? thanks.Ü

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