What do I think about as I'm falling asleep? If I'm totally exhausted, not much at all, just random musings that fly by for a few seconds. Sometimes I'll have a little chat with God, sometimes recount things that happened during the day that I have either done well or might have done differently. Sometimes think of things that need doing, though that detracts from sleep rather than help bring it on.
More often than not, though, I end up having what I call 'super-hero fantasies'. Not literally about super-heroes...kind of a weird thing and hard to explain, maybe because I don't fully understand it myself. But I kinda' envision myself in a position where I'm somehow helping or supporting a loved one, usually emotionally, and usually in the face of some inner turmoil or outer adversity. In that sense, the 'super-hero' is me. The 'loved one' might be someone close to me, or someone who I don't know well but who I am endeared to for some reason or another. I feel kinda' vulnerable sharing that, as I rarely share such things, mainly because it's never come up in conversation. And actually this began when I was very young, as young as age 7...only back then, I think I really
was a super-hero, and a super-hero to my favorite super-heroes! (LOL, confuse anyone yet?)
Most of the time it doesn't seem that my drifting off to sleep thoughts carry over into my dreams, but occasionally if I've had a specific person in mind, they will be present in my dreams. Hopefully most of us realize that the dreams we generally remember are those we have just prior to waking up. I read something a long while ago that said the average dream is what, only a few minutes? So we must have dozens throughout the night.
I don't really have nightmares, the last one I recall was some years ago. I do have some dreams that leave me with an unsettled, uncomfortable feeling. One such dream was one I had of a former high school teacher of mine who I had befriended after graduation. Last time I saw him was summer of '97, and he never wrote as promised...so I had no way to find him, though I tried web searches and the like. So in maybe '99 or 2000, I have this really haunting dream, and very surreal. I was standing in the ruins of a destroyed building...the building had been contstructed of red brick and was partially still standing, but the rubble was more of a concrete block. Robert, even though he was relatively close (maybe 50 yards) , seemed very far in the distance, and was beyond the bulk of the rubble...and in the background, the sky was dark and cloudy, but the clouds were moving swiftly, like they portray them in those apocolyptic-type movies.... The dream was so haunting, and I actually woke up teary-eyed.
A lot of my dreams are odd, and the weirder they are, the more I enjoy them.
Leigh, you never told us
your answer to your own question...am I the only curious one here?
Valerie
PS--I've dreamed in color for as long as I can remember!