locker dreams

I woke up with a start this morning, jolted awake by a bad dream.  It was awful. I awoke, heart racing, from a dream about…teaching my first yoga class.  WHAT?!  It was such a creepy dream too.  The class was packed, hardly anyone could hear me because there was one student, a young woman who was constantly talking above me. She disrupted the class, acted out bizarrely…there was nothing I could do to stop her…the class dwindled, people were dropping like flies..until only two were left.  And still this young woman harassed me, dogging me relentlessly.

What’s up with that?

The night before I had a similar dream. Only this time I was at school…my locker(which usually I can’t find or can’t open…stuff of typical school nightmare dreams), my locker was open and my art supplies gone.  A girl at the locker next to me, started yelling at me, pushing me angrily  for reasons I did not know.  I left..desperate to get to my next class on time…but unable to find it.  Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh.

Why I can still have and be effected by these dreams is beyond me.  I did go to bed too late last night, and felt anxious about getting enough sleep. Perhaps that anxiety was enough to feed my subconscious mind.  To bed early matter what!

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