I’ve recently being having a bout, or rather occasional bouts, of insomnia. Zopiclone is far and away the best pill form remedy. I occasionally use valerian tablets. I have no idea how effective they are, to be honest.
One incidental feature of these recent troubled nights have been occasional periods of incredibly vivid and potent dreams. Sometimes great fun. Sometimes less so.
Last night the dreams were definitely nightmares. And very odd they were too. Like a film, but where one is unable to change channels. I often wish I could remember or record dreams. Not so much in this instance.
Mind, it’d be interesting view them in sober waking consciousness, and see that, if anything, one could make of them. But, truth be told, I don’t believe dreams are at all like that. They’re more a mix of feeling, memories, thoughts, emotions, and in these instances, fears and anxieties.
A lot of the time I prefer being asleep to being awake. But this is decidedly not the case when having such vivid and terrifying nightmares. I left posting about it until later in the day. So it’s nigh on impossible to recall any detail.
It was like a psychedelic maelstrom!