I've read dream theories about time compressions which would suggest that hitting your head may have been the cause of your dream, Sean, not the result.
Actually, for a while now, that's been my prevailing working theory -- that the whole seemingly extended dream occurs entirely within or in the brief moment after my head's contact with the wall.
I usually keep my bed wedged in a corner. Holdover from childhood or something, two sides a monster can't get at me from, and all that.
I've had this fear, too, except the two sides of the bed that the wall are against only give me slightly more assurance. I used to get the feeling that the monsters have supernatural powers and de-merge from the wall and get me when my back is turned. I also have to have the closet doors closed. This was a problem when I was in college and the the closets in the dorms didn't even have doors.
I had one dream in which I became lucid. I knew I was consciously making a decision to walk in a certain direction and look at my surroundings. I was so excited when I woke up because I wasn't sure I could ever have a lucid dream.
I wear a NightGuard (yuck) and I constantly have dreams about my mouth being full of gum or some gum-like substance that I pull out and pull out but can't get all the way out of my mouth. Hate those.
I have flying dreams, too.
If I had lucid dreams, I would be flying over beautiful countryside and then randomly landing to have great sex with cute guys EVERY NIGHT.
I've had recurring nightmares ever since I was about 3 or 4. There was the first set of about 5 nightmares that I had almost every night from age 3 to 5 or so. I mentioned it to my mom about 10 years ago, and she said, "That explains so much." Turns out, during that period, I flat out would refuse to go to bed even though I was a pretty good kid who obeyed other things. I never told my mom about the nightmares, so she didn't understand why I wouldn't go to bed. She said it took hours to get me to go to bed every night.
I still occassionally have those nightmares, but not often. I now have new! Exciting! nightmares.
I wear a NightGuard (yuck) and I constantly have dreams about my mouth being full of gum or some gum-like substance that I pull out and pull out but can't get all the way out of my mouth. Hate those.
I have dreams where I'm chewing gum and it gets all stuck in my braces and it takes forever to pick the gum out. I haven't worn braces in about 18 years.
My other recurring dream that I stopped having after I got married was me getting seperated from my mom in a subway station. She gets on the train, I don't and then I sit in the station, which is totally empty, and cry.
So, guys, if you're visited by a succubus, blame it on Robin.
For me, though, the most uncomfortable dreams are the ones in which I have sex with someone I actually know IRL, and then once I've woken up and I see them the next day, I am convinced that they must know.
I knew, sweetie, I knew...
I would be flying over beautiful countryside and then randomly landing to have great sex with cute guys EVERY NIGHT.
::sucks in gut for Scrappy flyby::