Young Writers Society

I see that this laughter is due to excessive repression of sleep.

hahah you might be on to something there. But hey at least this means I'm easily amused

From this sentence, I can read that you are trying to suppress sleep as if you had a bad memory of it.

Lie down on the armchair and tell me all about it.

hahah meh, my brain is cruel and we don't give it air time if we don't have to hahah

I see more attempts at repression. Something truly terrible must have happened. Tell me about the most beautiful dream you had in the last few days.

haha see this is precisely what I cannot do xD jk, if you'd asked me the first time I woke up this morning then I wouldn't have anything at all to tell you because all the most recent ones I've had are, as usual, stressful. But during my nap I dreamed that I was with my old boss and one of my old coworkers who I didn't realize how badly I missed until this dream haha we were at a scientific conference joking around and it was nice

So you can see that there is a kind of longing. For something solid, a construct that lies in the past. Why do people look into the past? Because it happened. There is nothing new to experience anymore that gives one a sense of security. A security that comes from repeating memories. But this security goes deeper and penetrates the subconscious. It is your desire to return to that time.

you really do be out here psychoanalyzing xD

I try my best. So what is the worst dream you had in the last few days?

I was eaten by a crow. After having a dream about a soccer match where there were crows circling.

I had two dreams that night that I can still remember. The first was a strange transformation between teenage worry of an exam mixed with a Minecraft-like world and I was somehow dressed like the witch Kiki from the movie of the same name and then flying around on a broom. I handed out printouts of my chapters under the doors, only realising later that they were still uncorrected and had my notes. Afterwards, I was in a cave with others. xD Sigmund Freud, tell me what that means.

The second dream was in a coastal town somewhere in the north, because it wasn't warm, with a long beach in a bay. It looked like it might be in a fjord too. I had a house a little further up the wooded hill and went down to the beach where there was a snack bar where an elderly Japanese lady was selling products at extortionate prices. I definitely wrote down and drew the coastal town so I could use it in a story later.

My dreams now sound violent…

I too have these, but I can´t write them here. Just imagine a bit of Doom Music and you´re fine xD

What is Doom Music?

It´s a video game, but Doom Music is usually some heavy metal type of music.