There are places in dreams for me that are always reoccurring, though it may be years in between. A house, a mall, a water park, a theme park with rides... List goes on. Last night I got another little bit to my theme park. It's never a solid place. The rides are not safe, the machines not stable, and the chance for injury or worse is always very high.
Thanks to a really rough day at work, all I remember of this new addition is tracks for some kind of train or roller coaster. There were boards that weren't stable, large train spikes not flush with the boards so they were loose, and the whole thing shook and often barely stayed on it's rails as we went.
One of my greatest fears is falling. Not heights, just falling. Keeps me from hiking anything steep to even stairs if the angle is to great. Stupidest thing ever. And it was totally pinged in my dream last night. Hours of fear. And I could not control it and I could not stop it until the alarm clock went off this morning.
Another rough night in the week of nightmares. At least this time I didn't kill, our try to kill, anyone. Bonus.
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