Date: 12/8/2016
By Fitful
I was in a house, cramped and dirty, and I was sleeping. It was an apartment actually, that of a girlfriend, Liz actually. (in real life she was my first girlfriend). She was out. I was trying to sleep. Or I was waking. Anyway things had been going perfectly, we were so happy, until suddenly she changed, seems sad, self pitying all the time, and avoided me. It was a mirror of the emotional change Liz went through in our relationship in real life. Only, in this dream I could feel how much she didn't want me. She went to the library, or I was mean to go. She had packed a bag for me. I opened it and found a sewing machine, a laptop, an electric drill, a few other things. Like she was packing all my stuff. Some of it wasn't even mine. I pulled it all out, I had needed the bag for something but then got too sleepy. I meant to put the stuff away, knowing she would be mad at me for leaving it on the bed. When she got home she was bound to flop down next to me and sleep. I didn't want her to hurt herself. But I was too sleepy to do anything. I felt myself diving down into sleep when this odd thing happened. It was as if she had come back from the library, even though she hadn't, and the weight of her presence pressed into my back literally. I was frozen in sleep paralysis in the dream and simultaneously in waking reality, trying to move and being unable to, feeling threatened, scared. It was scary. I felt like my body was betraying me. My mind ordered something and nothing happened. Finally I wiggled fingers, counted numbers in my head, and sang songs in my memory, all at the same time. It was enough to break free. It actually woke me up from both sleeping states, dream me and real. I woke up my heart pounding, scared to go back to sleep for a bit.