Dreams

Art By: Alex Hoover

I had a dream last night of a giant snake with a human mouth and no eyes. The massive grinning serpent gently kissed my father on the forehead, and then began to swallow him whole. I fought with it, trying desperately to pull him from the monster's gripping jaws, to no avail. Subconsciously I think this embodies two of my worst fears; ophidiophobia and necrophobia. A fear of snakes... A fear of losing loved ones... Fear... It seems I am nothing but the sum of all my fears lately...It's getting close to the first anniversary of my father's death. I think with all the recent stress I've endured lately, these uneasy feelings are starting to manifest themselves into horrifying nightmares. I am typically not one to have vividly real nightmares, but insomnia is setting in, and with insomnia comes horrible dreams, when you finally do get a few moments of sleep that is. Hopefully this will subside soon, because I really don't like waking up at 3:45 AM in a cold sweat. At that time of day, it's difficult to tell the difference between dream and reality.