Dreams from the Past and Present Part 1

This is from my dream journal, dated 5/2/2008:

I dreamt that I was dead, but somehow still slightly alive. I knew I was dead, but I still got on the internet to talk to Sarah. I had to go somewhere but I don’t remember exactly what happened except that Adrienne gave me a big chocolate chip cookie. I remember being in the laundry room. Sarah said I made her stay up so she could talk to me online and I admitted to her that I didn’t want to go to sleep because I was scared that I would start decomposing since I was dead. I was really afraid to go to sleep because I didn’t know what was going to happen. I was afraid I wouldn’t wake up or that when I woke up I would be decomposing. Something else happened, but I don’t remember what it was.

Dream from last night, 5/28/2025

I don’t remember how it started, but I was in some kind of hotel suite, and the curtains were closed so it was very dark. I went into the bathroom and turned on the lights, and they were blindingly bright at first. I started to take things out of the drawers in the bathroom, and when I looked at the counter, my own decapitated head was laying on it. The neck was not cut cleanly, but messily hacked. However, the head was still alive. I leaned over and gave myself a kiss. Then I heard someone entering the hotel room and started freaking out about the fact that I had a severed head in the bathroom.

And that’s all I remember.

So… something in my subconscious must need to process the reminder of my own mortality every once in a while I guess. The head this is a pretty weird visual to have going on in my mind now though…