Monthly Archives: December 2009

Waking up from a “broken” dream

A weird dream once again formed in my subconscious last night. I cannot fully remember what the dream was about but one thing I can recall very vividly…I literally had a mouthful of shattered glass. What that actually meant, I have no idea. This I’m sure about though–it left me a very uncomfortable feeling  when I finally woke up–no, there weren’t any shards of glass in my mouth, but I felt as if it have been there because my jaws were tired and I can actually taste it.

I’m not even sure why I am writing about this now. If only I can create from this “fragment” a masterpiece of some sort as the brilliant Samuel Taylor Coleridge did or note it for future reference of poems I intend to write just like Ms. Marianne Moore.

I’ve been trying to make sense of it. Could this dream be a representation of what’s going to be broken or is broken? Why in my mouth? Does the broken glass denote my fragility or could it connote things in my life that I stuff myself with that may be my own frustration? Sadly, I wasted time hoping that the walls of my room would answer and at least help me figure it out somehow. And now, I just feel lost.

I still cannot quite recover from it. Whatever those shattered glass in mouth meant, I hope and pray it’s not something grave.