Yikes! A Nightmare
Reality is never as bad as a nightmare, as the mental tortures we inflict on ourselves. --Sammy Davis, Jr. I haven't had a nightmare for a long time, but I had one heck of a doozy last night. In fact, it was so frightening that when I woke up my heart was pounding like crazy--very realistic. In this dream, I was being stalked by a bearded man with black hair and some of his henchmen (stereotypical looking goons). I don't know why I was being stalked, though. Nightmares seem to be big in fear, but short on specifics. I was in Las Vegas--a good setting for a stalking dream--trying to weave my way around the rows of the slot machines on the casino floor. Somehow, I ended up in a restaurant, sitting at a large table shaped like a "U," eating a dessert> My table mate (a stranger) said, "That man with the beard seems to be looking for you." I jump up and started fleeing again. Earlier, I had actually been "caught" by my stalker but then escaped; now I...