I had a stress dream about being surrounded by skunks, hundreds of them closing in on my feet. I kept thinking, I should jump away, I should jump away, but I can’t jump away because then they’ll attack. So I just stood there, immobile and stressed, until I woke up.
Then I did what most of us do with our dreams. I laid in bed and analyzed the shit out of them. Maybe I’m stressed about not doing something at work or maybe I feel paralyzed about something, or perhaps I forgot something important and so I shouldn’t make any rash decisions…
I had a hundred ideas and I’m sure I could have come up with a hundred more. But, as it turned out, it wasn’t any of that.
I just had to pee.
The stress dreams were a symptom of body stress, not mind stress.
So now, in the morning, instead of analyzing my bad dreams, I go to the bathroom and empty them out.