I have really, really, really, vivid dreams. I have done for years , mostly off the wall dreams that seem to last for hours. I don't eat late at night, normally about 6pm, and try and avoid high fat food like cheese as well.
I do not have the usual falling dreams, teeth falling out, light at the end of tunnel etc , Way more surreal.
Last night I was cycling with a group of riders in Canada . Not sure why , but hey ho, I have no intention of going there this decade. We were riding up a gully, trying to keep up speed as there were signs about mountain lions. On an outcrop of rock there was a large mountain lion / lynx type thing . I can definatly remember as I rode up toward it it jumped across the gully and attcked . I tried to defeat the best with a large beige blanket ( hardcore ). Unfortunatly the beast ripped my throat out and I could sort of see myself bleeding out with my windpipe missing.
Woke up in abit of a sweat, had a glass of water and tried to go back to sleep , but failed so went to work.
The lads at work were abit taken aback, alledgedly you do not normally die in your dreams. They normally laugh at my surreal nightime adventures, but this time it all got abit serious.
Are they winding me up , or should I sign up for a co op funeral?