Dreams/Nightmares so vivid they belong in this thread.
 

I'll start. Interpretations welcome.

Any significance of April 23, 1970? No one I know was born on this date.

1/1/2000 is Y2K, maybe April 23, 1970 was some sort of default database date that haunted you.

Ok I don't really know but wanted to respond so that I remember to see other responses in the thread. ;)

Today in History for 23rd April 1970

I think the term famous is being used veerryy loosley on this site.

Today in History for 23rd April 1970

Edit- beaten by a minute on that link

April 23 - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

I was thinking Earth Day -- close, but no cigar.

That's the day I invented the flux capacitor...

or maybe not?

Year and a day after I was born?

I dreamed I was Jim (from The Office) last night. I had borrowed a truck (full-sized Tundra) from Andy for some sales thing. Then Phyllis didn't invite me out with everyone for drinks so I went home and picked up Pam, then went back to the bar and fussed her out. I should have known it was a dream, because I would have never left the house once I came home to Pam. It would have been a different kind of dream.

I've had some bad nightmares in the past, mostly when I had a fever. Once I became a dad though my nightmares turned to my kids dying. All of them seem to involve one or more of my children drowning. Sometimes in the bathtub, sometimes in a pool or an ocean. I don't know if I can communicate how badly those nightmares suck.

I frequently have dreams where I've killed someone and am on the run from the police. And every time, at some point in the dream, I end up smoking a cigarette in a small wood cabin a block and a half from a gas station while a fuzzy-edged blonde girl gets naked to an oldies tune.

That's just one of the types of dream that reoccur fairly regularly. Another one is where I'm able to jump in the air, sometimes standing, sometimes running first, and start flying through the air by swimming through it. Those ones feel so real I sometimes wonder if I haven't actually done it in real life. But the wind never blows. It's like the air is a pool or something.

OMG! That's Kirk Cameron's birthday!

I have to say, that is an awesome dream. It's one of those dreams I would spend the rest of my days trying to decode.

I had a dream about my oldest daughter (who was about six months at the time) was on the edge of an airplane window (it somehow had a ledge) and I watched her roll off onto the ground from high up. Same kind of suckage.

I have a number of different recurring dreams. For a while I had dreams about driving a car though I haven't had those dreams for a while. I've had a number of dreams where I've tried to act but can't move. A number of dreams about robbers / threat of physical injury from another person. And probably the most common is being high up somewhere and unable to get down from where I am.

I had an dream about the death of my artistic spirit. Shortly thereafter all my ability to write quality poetry seemed to dry up.

In short, I was a singer up onstage performing at some summer concert type thing when i was shot by a sniper (after being warned of the possible danger but insisting I wanted to go on anyways). The dream then cut to a field of what looked like translucent mushroom cap shaped things that were hovering off the ground where the consciousness of these famous dead people were stored, and i could see my consciousness in one of them, and even hear it talking in my head.

Very very vivid, and I had the dream like 3-4 times over a couple month time-frame.

I miss being able to write, and I keep hoping that one day I'll have a dream where they find a way to reinsert that consciousness into a body and I will then be able to write again.

I suppose if I was doing some sort of guided-dream I could make that happen.

Don't remember much about last night's dream, but one thing that stood out was of a kid eating a package of Nutter Butter cookies and I noticed his mouth and chin were slimed with jelly.

I woke up thinking what a brilliant idea.