I can't dream... The voices inside my head argue with each other all night long.

The voices in my head are my favorite part of being awake! I never know what they are going to say next!

 

I woke up screaming this morning at oh-gawd-thirty o'clock.

Seems a BIG sinkhole had opened up in the middle of the street in front of my place, and some witless dingaling was trying to rescue his car that was parked at the curb right at the edge of the hole. He was standing barely two feet from the dropoff, with dirt and pavement crumbling around him, fumbling with his car keys. So I was screaming at him to never mind his darned car, and GTF outta there.

My screaming woke me up so unfortunately I never found out what happened to the guy.

 

I woke up screaming this morning at oh-gawd-thirty o'clock.

Seems a BIG sinkhole had opened up in the middle of the street in front of my place, and some witless dingaling was trying to rescue his car that was parked at the curb right at the edge of the hole. He was standing barely two feet from the dropoff, with dirt and pavement crumbling around him, fumbling with his car keys. So I was screaming at him to never mind his darned car, and GTF outta there.

My screaming woke me up so unfortunately I never found out what happened to the guy.

Sinkhole's in Pennsylvania? ... I would've thought Florida was a far more likely place to suffer from that sort of thing.

 

Sinkhole's in Pennsylvania? ... I would've thought Florida was a far more likely place to suffer from that sort of thing.

Oh, we have them. Some are natural, in the karst landforms in the central part of the state; lots of limestone there, along with oodles of solution caves and some cave-ins. Others are man-made due to extensive coal mining and the resulting ground subsidence and collapse.

 

Oh, we have them. Some are natural, in the karst landforms in the central part of the state; lots of limestone there, along with oodles of solution caves and some cave-ins. Others are man-made due to extensive coal mining and the resulting ground subsidence and collapse.

The latent threat of being swallowed up by the earth is primal enough to guarantee some nightmares.

 

The latent threat of being swallowed up by the earth is primal enough to guarantee some nightmares.

Speaking of primal fears... the sudden sensation of falling to the ground while just beginning to fall asleep is a recurring event with me.... I hate it when that happens ... takes me a while to go back to sleep after that.

 

Speaking of primal fears... the sudden sensation of falling to the ground while just beginning to fall asleep is a recurring event with me.... I hate it when that happens ... takes me a while to go back to sleep after that.

Interesting. Something similar happens from time to time with me, right at the onset of sleep-- an abrupt "zero-G" sensation, as if the bed is suddenly in free fall.

Unnerving.

 

Sinkhole's in Pennsylvania? ... I would've thought Florida was a far more likely place to suffer from that sort of thing.

At least we don't have coal seam fires.

This one's been burning since 1962.

 

Interesting. Something similar happens from time to time with me, right at the onset of sleep-- an abrupt "zero-G" sensation, as if the bed is suddenly in free fall.

Unnerving.

I read somewhere that it's the remnants of an instinct that's stuck with us from when our ancestors used to sleep on trees! Seriously.

 

Speaking of primal fears... the sudden sensation of falling to the ground while just beginning to fall asleep is a recurring event with me.... I hate it when that happens ... takes me a while to go back to sleep after that.

I don't get that result from that. I go flying in my dreams.

Can never seem to go high enough or fast enough though. Always want to but either I get blocked by something or I wake up.

 

I get that abrupt wake up while falling asleep, but very rarely. The cure for the middle of the night falling dream is, "lucid dreaming". You just convert the fall into flying.
The one that bothers me is when I dream I'm awake, and I'm not. The light switch doesn't work right, I can't find my pants, I'm trying to answer the phone but my fingers go right through it...then I wake up.

 

The dream I hate is the one where I am heading to a final exam in English or something like that and I suddenly realize I had forgotten about the class and did not attend all semester. Then I wake up in cold sweat; after several seconds I remember I earned my degree decades ago and I am not in school anymore. Relief and elation.

Reminds me why college kids drink so much.

 

The dream I hate is the one where I am heading to a final exam

That reminds me of the high school locker dream. Four years of high school, 9 different lock combinations. I used to dream I was running desperately to avoid being late, but I couldn't remember which of the 9 lockers I was assigned to at the moment. If I did arrive at a locker, I couldn't remember which of the nine lock combinations I need.

That one always ends in failure.

 

The dream I hate is the one where I am heading to a final exam in English or something like that and I suddenly realize I had forgotten about the class and did not attend all semester. Then I wake up in cold sweat; after several seconds I remember I earned my degree decades ago and I am not in school anymore. Relief and elation.

Reminds me why college kids drink so much.

Yeah. Those times were more stressful than most of us would be willing to admit, isn't it?

 

That reminds me of the high school locker dream. Four years of high school, 9 different lock combinations. I used to dream I was running desperately to avoid being late, but I couldn't remember which of the 9 lockers I was assigned to at the moment. If I did arrive at a locker, I couldn't remember which of the nine lock combinations I need.

That one always ends in failure.

When I was young I had a similar dream, except I had also forgotten my pants!

 

When I was young I had a similar dream, except I had also forgotten my pants!

Gee... what am I going to dream about if I ever get to be 100??? That I forgot to take my Metamucil???

 

Gee... what am I going to dream about if I ever get to be 100??? That I forgot to take my Metamucil???

No. The high school/college and forgetting your pants dreams pretty much stay consistent.

I think it has something to do with impressionable periods in your life which get fewer as you get older.

Just IMHO.

 

Just to emphasize that: my memories of younger days seem far more significant than those as I grew older. Even though rationally I know that some of the things I did as an older person were far more important in the major scheme of things.

 

Also, the psychological time I spent from 0 to 22 y.o. was far more than the time from 22 to 100.

 

Also, the psychological time I spent from 0 to 22 y.o. was far more than the time from 22 to 100.

Was???? you mean you're already over 100 ?