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Just yesterday, I started taking 5-HTP (serotonin precursor), due to recent over-dreaming and waking not very well rested...partly due to someone on my LJ friend's list said it'd helped her with her own seasonal SADs issues. (You know of whom I speak, Mark.)
Perhaps one day's worth hasn't added enough to my system yet to kick in...as I had one of the most Weird dreams I've had in a while. Though here's hoping it may represent a sharper 'focusing' of dreams - whereapon the day's mental issues can be resolved efficiently, and the rest of the night spent on deeper, delta sleep.
I was near this guy who was painting - at first his style was different, then seemed very like my father's impressionistic style...whereapon I decided it was my dad. He quickly painted, swishswishswish, and this scene appeared on the canvas....and he explained what it represented. He said it was a UFO hiding in a cloud bank (just a mere impressionistic suggestion of the curve of a disc in a cloud), while these two kids (boys) were running along or up a hill, indicating they were scared of something, whether they fully saw the UFO there or not. He indicated that maybe they weren't sure if it was a threat or not, but then again, their dog was lying there, dead, so the UFO must be a threat...?
My 'dad' was kind of excited or agitated. I expressed wonder, surprise and admiration, and asked him for the painting. He, in a combination of complimented/chagrined, exclaimed that he 'hadn't painted that' - ie, he would disavow all knowledge of having done it. He'd done it, and thus blurted out that he had this interest to me, but he'd not admit it to anyone else.
Shortly thereafter, I was flipping through that one and several other recent paintings - but on a computer screen, pausing to show that one in particular, to some guy standing behind me. (So much for the painting being hidden and shown to no-one else).
After an early-morning waking (~ 6 am, for pit stop), I slept again, and dreamed more, but specific recall eludes me.
I mentioned the general theme of the dream to my dad, and he recalled how when he was a kid, he'd had dreams of seeing hundereds of 'rocket-ships' in the sky, and how that dream terrified him.
At any rate the bottom line is, right now, I need to wake, rested. With my schedule, I don't have time for any bullsh*t. That's the reason behind the 5-HTP - fortifying my serotonin precursors. Doing the right thing by myself.
So we'll see how that goes. I don't mind having the occasional colorful dream...but I damned well better wake rested.
Perhaps one day's worth hasn't added enough to my system yet to kick in...as I had one of the most Weird dreams I've had in a while. Though here's hoping it may represent a sharper 'focusing' of dreams - whereapon the day's mental issues can be resolved efficiently, and the rest of the night spent on deeper, delta sleep.
I was near this guy who was painting - at first his style was different, then seemed very like my father's impressionistic style...whereapon I decided it was my dad. He quickly painted, swishswishswish, and this scene appeared on the canvas....and he explained what it represented. He said it was a UFO hiding in a cloud bank (just a mere impressionistic suggestion of the curve of a disc in a cloud), while these two kids (boys) were running along or up a hill, indicating they were scared of something, whether they fully saw the UFO there or not. He indicated that maybe they weren't sure if it was a threat or not, but then again, their dog was lying there, dead, so the UFO must be a threat...?
My 'dad' was kind of excited or agitated. I expressed wonder, surprise and admiration, and asked him for the painting. He, in a combination of complimented/chagrined, exclaimed that he 'hadn't painted that' - ie, he would disavow all knowledge of having done it. He'd done it, and thus blurted out that he had this interest to me, but he'd not admit it to anyone else.
Shortly thereafter, I was flipping through that one and several other recent paintings - but on a computer screen, pausing to show that one in particular, to some guy standing behind me. (So much for the painting being hidden and shown to no-one else).
After an early-morning waking (~ 6 am, for pit stop), I slept again, and dreamed more, but specific recall eludes me.
I mentioned the general theme of the dream to my dad, and he recalled how when he was a kid, he'd had dreams of seeing hundereds of 'rocket-ships' in the sky, and how that dream terrified him.
At any rate the bottom line is, right now, I need to wake, rested. With my schedule, I don't have time for any bullsh*t. That's the reason behind the 5-HTP - fortifying my serotonin precursors. Doing the right thing by myself.
So we'll see how that goes. I don't mind having the occasional colorful dream...but I damned well better wake rested.