That entire night I was in this weird dream that took a toll on my body, a very abstract dream. I had to push giant metal works from myself as I was floating in space. The pressure of the metal constructions made me feel claustrophobic and I had a hard time breathing. Every time I managed to push one away before it would crush me, another one came and I had to push that one again.
This went on and on all f-king night and I almost started crying. Right at that moment, I kinda woke up, but I couldn't move my body and soon I realized that it was just the beginning. I was still feeling the pressure from my abstract dream on my body, while I was conscious of the room. I was half sleeping, half awake. I could see my uncle and hear him snorring his ass off, but I couldn't scream for help. My body felt like a 1000 kilos, I couldn't move it.
Next thing I know, I wake up, bathing in sweat even though I'm cold, feeling like a ran a marathon and I immediately started contemplating what the hell happened to me. Didn't know what to call this dream, because my nightmares are never abstract. 9/10 times in my nightmares I'm being hunted down by someone. Shit messed me up real bad, but I blocked it. So thanks for bringing it up.


