#bubble dream

In my dream i was looking at myself sleeping in my bed, peacefully crying; my hole room was full of water and i was resting on the ceiling facing downwards. From my sleeping self a whole lote of bubbles float to me, to finally went out to the open window. The entire dream is, at beginning, really fuzzy, like i was doped, but the more time pases and the more the bubbles came flying i was more aware of myself, and the fact that i was breathing underwater.

At first i panicked a little, but then i kind of remember this was a dream and i wasn’t going to drown (dunno i just knew it) and started to get more curious of myself. The room was illuminated upwards, the light coming from the bottom of my bed and myself. From that it came several shifts of emotions while the room changing lights, from blue to green, but suddenly i was terribly afraid of the thing sleeping on my bed and the bubbles: the bubbles were just terrifying, giving me that sensation when you’ve been in a sauna for too much time, suffocated and way to warm. 

By reflex i started waving to the bubbles to sent them away but they just came back time after time. So i started pocking them. When the first bubble explode the entire room change like the water itself worked as a projector (it was still the same room tho ??) and i was on top of a giant dune looking at the ocean really far away; i came later to the conclusion they where memories from long ago, and every bubble shifted to another memory. they were really intense, some of them happy, some of them sad, actually i cried a few times, but keep popping bubbles one by one.

Suddenly this huge bubble came slowly to me and i punched it, so my forearm got completely stuck inside it.

And then i was on top of it, face to face, nose touching with my sleeping self, or maybe she was all around me, i’m not sure, but she had her eyes wide open.

And she was screaming

Or i was, or maybe both of us were, the thing is none of us had their mouth open. My arms felt hot, strangled, and my head was about to explode filled with fear, so i induced myself to faint (well sort of because i knew i didn’t want to be there anymore) And so i woke up.

Now i got the feeling that the bubbles were filing my floating self passing by my sleeping self, like i was being a vessel and she pour at me too overwhelming information, but at some point she didn’t want me to see anymore. what would have happened if i were filled completely? what if my sleeping self went empty? what was that memory?