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So, I was going to write my prompt… a couple days ago actually. I’m not being consistent with it, but ya know what? I don’t really care. The days I’m not writing the prompts (which are hit and miss) I have started writing the second installment of the Fliers series. If I’m not writing, I’m thinking about it. And I count that.
Besides that, I decided to do something a little different today. I had a very realistic dream last night and I wanted to share. I looked up what the dream could possibly mean, and let’s just say I’m a little more than confused. I don’t usually take dreams literally, but I do like to know what they mean, because they are structured how they are for a reason. At least, I think so. Anyways, I’ll describe the dream in as much detail as I can remember, and then I’ll go over what the internet says it means.
Disclosure: I have dreams about fish, fish tanks and owning A LOT of fish tanks, all around a home I’m in. Filled with all kinds of different creatures. However, this is the first one that actually had an octopus in it.
I was at a store, like a pet store I guess. And right in the middle of the store was the tank that was more vertical than horizontal like you would be used to seeing. Well, in the tank were four little octopi (sp?). They were small, an orangey red color and all at the bottom of the tank just hanging out. I went to take a couple (because of my weird fish obsession) and I was afraid to grab them. I don’t know why I thought I could only grab them by the head, but the heads were so soft and squishy. I was afraid I would hurt them. And with each one I took out, the water level went down a lot. And at this point, I felt I needed to rescue them, with a fear of the water running out. But I still only took two. Then suddenly, I put them in a cart, along with two hamsters I was getting too. But then I remembered I already had hamsters that I didn’t take care of very much.
Side Note: I’ve had a few dreams with a cage that I’ve had hamsters in. And I always feel immensely guilty because I wasn’t taking care of them–you know with food and water and stuff. But they were still alive and well. When I was getting more hamsters at the store, I thought of them; the forgotten rodents in the corner of my imaginary house.
But yeah, that’s the whole dream, at least the part that I remembered. On to the interpretation:
The first thing I read (according to one single article that I can’t copy and paste so I’ll paraphrase) was that any octopus in dreams mean bad luck. It will drag you away from your projects, or represents someone getting in your way of finishing anything successfully. It will be devastating to your professional career and it will be difficult to get back on track.
Okay, pardon my french, but god damn. This could not be more depressing, ESPECIALLY because I just published my first book. Basically it’s saying that it won’t go well, or someone will to try to rip it off (possibly copyright stuff) and cause me major issues. Ah, my heart. It hurts.
But… then I read something else, on the same page, about small octopus:
A small octopus means a small success you may achieve. It can be related to your career, sometimes personal, but mostly your job. It won’t be a major success, but it will be at the very least–motivation.
….See what I mean? Confusing. I think I am going to use the small octopus analogy because they were very small, considering most sea octopus are ginormous. This makes me happier, if so. Again, because of my new book. I am not expecting it to be a major success, but a minor, and I’m totes okay with that. 🙂 ##
I don’t know about many other writers, but I tend to have book/story ideas that come to me in dreams. Like, a lot. I’m sure you might know that Fliers came to me in a dream, so it’s not uncommon. But I had one last night, that I was actually planning out the plot that would happen. I thought what was already happening would be a good story, so I tried to make an outline in my dream. I should explain: I use to dream interpret a little several years ago, and so I got really good at controlling my dreams. I can tell myself to do something and *most* of the time it happens. I can also control other things that happen, making people or objects do what I want.
Anyways, getting off track. The dream had 3 girls and 3 guys and they were in a high school. I am skeptical about making a story with kids in high school. I feel it’s so played out. … So I made them be in college 😀 And the other part was this weird woman who was like a witch and …. as I’m reading this, I’m forgetting everything that I thought would make a great plot. GAAHHHHH
In conclusion… the dream made this weird turn into a wet dream.. and well.. the rest of it went down the toilet. Welp. This was a pretty pointless post. lol …. Happy Sleeping! ##