I had a disturbing dream, one wherein I was losing my short term memory. I guess that must be a concern to me or my unconscious mind wouldn't torment me with it while I slept.
In the dream I was talking to a friend. I was supposed to meet Tom afterwards. I once knew where I was to meet him, but as I talked to my friend a wall went up in my dream mind and I simply couldn't find that memory. I knew I had to meet him, but I had absolutely no memory of where. The memory was behind a wall.
I wonder if that's what it is like to lose short term memory? The insurmountable wall.
That sounds like a scary dream -- or unsettling, to say the least.
ReplyDeleteQuite.
DeleteI think memory behind an insurmountable wall sums it up. I'm experiencing some memory loss lately. I'm thinking it's stress and age-related.
ReplyDeleteSuch a worry.
DeleteThat is a scary story.
ReplyDeleteMy long- term memory is there, and so is my mid-term memory, but my short-term memory gets smaller every day. It is very frustrating.
ReplyDeleteI hate this aging thing.
DeleteI think the dream has a different meaning. I believe your subconscious (and conscious) desperately wants to have short-term memory loss. If only you could not remember last Friday evening when RBG died.
ReplyDeleteIntriguing.
DeleteNot for me. An insurmountable wall supposed an actual wall, too high to climb. For me is is nothingness. I can't think through it. I can't reach through it. I must leave off the pursuit of the word, idea, thing or go mad. I won't allow the latter, so I stop thinking about it. The thing often drops into my mind later, sometimes usefully, often not. I would guess the happening is different for each of us. I make a lot of notes, especially on my hand.
ReplyDeleteThanks for that, Joanne. I think you are wonderful, in so many ways. Your honesty and fearlessness is a comfort to me. I hate that you had that damn bus accident. I wish we could sit around drinking coffee.
DeleteMy memory - long term or short term - has always been terrible. I'm like Joanne, a missing memory is just a nothingness, just a big blank I can't reach through. And like Joanne, the missing memory usually comes back to me later when I'm not thinking about it. But luckily I still remember all the really important things!
ReplyDeleteAnd the missing memory usually comes back later! That's encouraging.
DeleteIf it's any comfort I regularly dream about making tortuous urban journeys on foot then find myself unable to find my way back. There's a familiarity about this predicament as if while dreaming, I'm referring to earlier dreamt experiences. I try but alleyways are blocked off or the only exit is via a narrow horizontal gap at floor level which frightens me. On top of this I have a deadline to meet (It's obvious where that comes from!) and I know I'm not going to make it.
ReplyDeleteIf I'm lucky I wake up, go downstairs, open the fridge and take a swig of ice-cold fizzy water from a one-litre plastic bottle. I often over-swig and the chill on my palate is piercingly painful.
But then you know all about alliteration.
You would think our unconscious mind would be a little kinder to us, right? And yes, I am a big fan of alliteration. It makes me laugh.
DeleteThis is a frightening dream. I keep having this fear myself and every time I want to talk about it with my family someone tries to crack the old joke, "who am I again" and seriously it does not help. But at least they'll be around.
ReplyDeleteYes, I can imagine it is too scary for the family to think about. Too bad for us, because it is a disturbing and terrifying possibility for some of us.
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