I have a long history of crazy insane dreams. Judging from last night's samples, I'd say that history is sure to continue. I think I had three dreams which I tried and tried to remember but only one stuck.
My mom and I had been selected to go on a trip to the moon as part of a reality show. Oddly enough, my mom was completely okay with this. I, however, was experiencing some apprehension. We were going through several training exercises one of which was riding a truck up a spiraling roller coaster-like track straight up into the sky. I didn't know how I was going to do it.
Apparently Jackie had already been to the moon, so he was trying to give me a little pep talk. He seemed to think it was no big deal.
The dream ended with me overcome with thoughts of fear and inadequacy. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, I thought. I should be happy!
Usually I can relate my dreams to something happening in my life. My brain goes ninety to nothing all day long and I often bottle up emotions and my insane dreams sometimes are actually the best way for me to decipher how I truly feel. I'm not really sure what "moon" I'm afraid to travel to, though. I just hope no one shows up with a real rocket.