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I dream pretty bizarre dreams. It’s interesting to me that all of these crazy things come from me, from my own mind. Being a good psychology student, I know not to to pick apart dreams Freud-style and analyze each element as its own symbol. Dream theory seems to have settled for the most part on dreams being the working-out of your feelings while you sleep, and the random firings being woven into a story. That said, it’s the feelings that are important…if you feel scared or powerless or frustrated it means you have an excess of those feelings in your waking state. So what does Jillangill dream, anyway? There are some very common themes involving intruders in my house or a multitude of cats I’m trying to protect. And so I offer up to you this piece of randomness from my very own head. There’s no excuse for it. Enjoy.

The dream opened at my house, which looked like my current house but was supposed to be my parents’ place. They took my brother and went out somewhere, leaving me in charge. I soon discovered that they had a pet polar bear roaming around the house, but I wasn’t really afraid of it. Instead, I was trying very hard to protect the 4 cats in the house from being eaten by the polar bear. One of the cats was actually my Grandpa Macy, and the polar bear seemed especially content to go after him. I decided to try and shut each cat into a separate room to protect them, but the doors wouldn’t stay shut. Locking them didn’t work either, and now the bear was getting angry. 

It was around this time that my parents came home, and I frantically tried to explain the situation. We decided to put the polar bear outside, but that polar bear just ran up to the fence and started breaking through to the neighbor’s yard. When the bear broke through the fence, it was greeted by a large cow. This cow naturally sat on the polar bear’s head as a means of killing it. I became hysterical and couldn’t watch the carnage. Later on in the dream though, I looked outside and saw that there were now two adult polar bears and a baby bear.

The End

So what does this all mean? The main feelings in the dream were a protectiveness that was proving to be futile, and then an extreme, unpalatable solution to the problem that ended up with unexpected results. This seems indicative of the lack of control I feel I have over my life events lately. Despite efforts to solve problems, create security, and protect things I care about, sometimes life just comes at you like a polar bear you can’t control.

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