I had two huge dreams last night. One was definitely a nightmare. I was playing in the back yard at my parents' house. My brother was there. He had a tiger with him. The tiger belonged to my father. I was terrified. He put the tiger back into the basement by the outside steps and door. But he didn't close the door. I yelled at him, "Close the door, asshole!" But he refused. The tiger was huge and filled the entire basement. I was upstairs in the house yelling at my father and my brother. "If you don't secure the tiger in the basement I will call the police!"
I notice that in a couple of recent nightmares I yelled at my father. This is new and is probably a cool thing. That doesn't, however, stop the dreams from being nightmares. And another new thing is that I felt them as nightmares at the time, in the night. That is, I woke up terrified.
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