trauma

[derien]

I couldn't wake up this morning until after having a dream that a swarm of ants was on the ceiling, and they opened up a hole and started pulling out a big beetle. In my dream I was on the top bunk, so the ceiling was inches from my face (yeah, we don't sleep on bunk beds) and I got up and found a plastic garbage bag to cover my bed with so that hopefully there wouldn't be ants in my bed, later.

I may have mentioned before an event when I was maybe 19, where my ex and I were at my father's house and he woke me up in the middle of the night and said, "There are ants falling from the ceiling!"

Being fairly used to this sort of thing in my father's house I said, "Pull the blankets up over your head so they won't get on you," and I tried to go back to sleep. But it wasn't long before they started getting in through the edges and we got bitten. It was, in fact, two different nests of ants having a war, so they were all primed to bite. And the nasty thing about ants is, when they bite you and you try to brush them off, their neck breaks and the head is left attached to you, and you have to pick it off.

So, yeah, that was real life. Eor and I happened to see a swarm of ants in the garden, yesterday, and apparently that and needing to get up combined and sent me back.

Comments

[camwyn]

I'm going to avoid my initial impulse, which had to do with carpenter ants, and just note that this reminds me a bit of a tendency I had for years to have just-at-the-edge-of-sleep dreams/hypnagogic hallucinations that there was a mouse, or possibly mice, running up and down in the curtains next to my bed. Not that I ever lived in a home where mice were genuinely an issue, it was just a thing my subconscious wigged out about.

fortunately my subconscious was easily placated by me tying a knot in the curtain while I was awake, because the mice would then be stuck on the other end of the knot in the curtain and not be able to get into my bed and nobody would be hurt.

[daegaer]

EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

Lo, these many years ago I was at a barbeque at Lough Neagh and we all slept in University of Ulster buildings. The girls were all downstairs and the boys in the attic. In the middle of the night the lads flung themselves out of the attic without a ladder because hundreds of spiders had started to descend towards them DDD-: In the daylight we found that the buildings were entirely shrouded in webs.

It.

Was.

Disgusting.

[derien]

I somehow find it amusing that your subconscious mind was so easily placated, but great, that works. :D

[derien]

omg! Had no responsible adult looked the place over in daylight before the sleep-over? (Notice how I don't expect my father to be a responsible adult? ;D)

[daegaer]

The organisers were used to it, I guess! It belonged to the biology dept, and was where they studied the (abundant. so very abundant) bird, animal and insect life. When I say abundant, we heard this . . . noise as the sun was setting, like a distant engine. One of our hosts just pointed out over the water.

There was a MAELSTROM OF FLIES WHIRLING IN A SATANIC DANCE. It was at this point everyone crowded into the smoke of the fire. so many flies = all the spiders in the world. Literally only the door handles were free of webs. And I'm using literally literally. I am SO GLAD I hadn't seen it in daylight when I arrived.

On the plus side, the scenery was beautiful. Just full of approximately a billion flies and spiders.

[derien]

Ah, I see. Probably never considered that people might not like spiders where they're sleeping. ;)