Greetings and welcome to my dream world. I can't say I have a lot of hair tails to share. They go like this:

I get longer hair that gets to the bottom of my neck in back, over the ears on the side and in my eyes in the front. My wife doesn't like me to have longer hair, nor my mother or Sandra at work. Think early 70's styles here. I want to have longer hair like I did in High school but everyone thinks I need to conform.

So, about every 6 months or so, it get's trimmed where my neck, ears, and eyes are visible again. Wife, mother, and Sandra at work rejoice at my conforming to their ways.

Very boring. So I'd like to present some reading a bit more interesting. Here, in this journal, I'd like to document some of my wild and sometimes torturous nightmares. Maybe someone can shed some light on this uncontrolled working of the mind. Yes, hair is sometimes a prominent part of my dreams.

So here it is, Sir Rat's Hair Raising Tails of Tribulation.

Even if you're not, er, allowed to do what you want with your hair, this journal should be rather intersting, Sir Rat! I'm not sure what that dream means, but I really hope you don't have dream-induced migranes very often. I think I would have freaked out if I woke up with a migrane and major pains in some parts of my body while another part felt numb!

Welcome, Sir Rat, to our journal world!   

Good to see you in this part of the forum

Congrats on the migraine free week! hopefully there will be more, and more.

hey, wasn't that storm somethin'!? split a tree into three!!!

anyway, lookin' forward to reading your journal

I had four distinct dreams this morning between 6:50 AM and 7:45 AM.

The most significant was where I was a bystander with another who had a hunting dog. An animal, half rabbit and half something else ran into a hole. The hunting dog chased it and entered the hole to capture it. The person went to the opening where a wolf stuck his head out and growled. Soon, a second wolf head appeared.

With both of these wolves growling from the hole, the hunting dog stuck his head out and whined under the two wolf heads.

My lone part in this (adventure?) "It looks like this guy just lost his dog." This was the last of the series and most remembered.

Very weird and migrane inducing.

One other, I think it was the first, is one of those really odd ones where I am that woman with black hair. I'm walking to a Jeep Cherokee parked alone on a lot. As I open the door with my key, someone forces me into the Jeep. The other door opens and I struggle to both shut and lock the passenger door and force the other attacker out the driver door. This one is a re-occuring dream with similar plots, (ie. carjacking), but usually a different car and different levels of force being used against me.

I have no idea why I have that re-occuring plot. The last time was the same night I had the shark dream waiting for the 747 to sink a couple months back. 

OK, the shortest of them... I thought I woke up, think it was about 7:30. There was this blonde girl, possibly mid teens. Her hair was dirty and she was in a state of dissillusion. Her eyes were dailated. Her expression is one that I would describe as horror. She wore a white tank top that was filthy. She told me she saw the 'Johnson torture' and started to cry. The dream only lasted as long as it took for her to say her piece. I woke sitting up against the headboard.

Wow, Sir Rat, I read your first dream and it was like reading something that I could have written myself, about my own dreams....or nightmares.

The dream entailing fireballs in the sky, and bombings, and having someone or myself make me aware that it is "the end" is nothing short of a recurrent nightmare for me.  Often times in those nightmares I am actually faced with my last moment, my last breath of life, and it usually involves me being engulfed by one of those fireballs from the sky.  I stand in the middle of the fire, I'm completely engulfed, and in a wierd, sleepy way I can feel the heat and pain of it, this is always my waking point.

It puzzles me why I have such thoughts in my head while I'm sleeping, because I know that I don't think any such thoughts during my waking hours, I can't understand it! ???  Most people would never believe some of the horrible, gory nightmares I have, they would just never guess it of me...I wouldn't guess it of me!  But they're there, and they are active and vivid as can be, and they're in my head.  I think this may be what causes much of my sleep walking and talking...

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You've hit it. I have this disorder. I fall asleep during the day anytime I sit still. But so far, I have not hurt anyone. She goes to bed long before I and gets a few good hours before I come to bed.

The medical fix is a couple thousand for the sleep clinic and diagnosis for something I know I have. The breathing machine is another expense. Generally, I avoid hospitals because they never let me leave.

The practical fix is to get back under 210 lbs. When I am in the lower weight bracket, she says I sleep better and I notice the blood pressure is down. But the dreams are always there and have been from youth.

Narcolepsy, maggie. 

And yes, Sir Rat, shedding a few pounds makes sleep a lot more restful because your body isn't working overtime to churn sugars from your food and the like...