Back in my bed, I woke up screaming, from discomfort/terror. The dream felt real- as real as reality awake was, or "more", as it was so emotionally/sensually charged, and she, the girl I was looking for, felt north... or "up". I felt that the only way to connect with her was through that, the place I was just at. But it felt so far away. Impossibly far for me to reach, at that time. And I wanted to go back.
The pain/discomfort/fear was a great deal, possibly, in part due to a retainer I was wearing, to keep my jaw aligned, and teeth apart/not clenched and bruxing... I was biting pretty hard on it and I think it was kind of on it's way down the direction of my throat, but that would be impossible due to it's size and shape. But that didn't stop the sensation.
The direction felt matched the direction (~50 miles north) of the girl who I met about four-five years later, who would match the experience, in some kind of parallel.
The pain/discomfort/fear was a great deal, possibly, in part due to a retainer I was wearing, to keep my jaw aligned, and teeth apart/not clenched and bruxing... I was biting pretty hard on it and I think it was kind of on it's way down the direction of my throat, but that would be impossible due to it's size and shape. But that didn't stop the sensation.
The direction felt matched the direction (~50 miles north) of the girl who I met about four-five years later, who would match the experience, in some kind of parallel.