Professor Sexson  has talked repeatedly  about mythological snakes, which to me are the most petrifying things on earth.  I have Herpetophobia, meaning fear of snakes. One time I ran on the hot Florida pavement for 3 blocks without shoes because I found a snake by my pool.  My feet were burned and I could not walk for a couple of days, so when I dream about snakes it is normally a nightmare.

In my dream, my ex and I had decided to get back together, so I was ready to move back with him.  I was happy, but anxious at the same time.  One thing I could remember was that I was in Big Sky in my favorite bar The Half Moon.  Everything was perfect.  My friends had organized a going- away camping party for me.  After we closed the bar, we went to the back of the bar by the river and sat by the bonfire. 

Until that moment everything in my dream was great, I was so happy.  We were drinking and dancing, but suddenly everything changed.  It was the next day, and I don’t know why, but my friend Yeimy and I woke up just to find out that we had set up our tent on top of the pool table.  This part is “odd", I know, but it was a dream, I cannot control those things.  Anyway, I woke up still happy and looked out to see that the day was gorgeous.  The sun was up and it was the brightest day I have ever seen.

I said to my friend Yeimy,  “Let’s go outside, it is a beautiful day for a walk.   I started to walk ahead of her and I stood under this tree, which was the most majestic tree I have ever seen in my life.  It was beautiful, enormous, perfect, and I could see the sunrays coming through it.  My heart was beating really hard with joy, but then my practical being interrupted my dream. I started to think this is too perfect. I went on and on in my mind thinking of something one should never think when we are happy. Wait a minute, I said to myself, there has to be something wrong with this scene.  It is too perfect.

Then, I looked up at the tree again, and all I can see were snakes falling all over me.  I started to panic, I could not breathe.   I was suffocating, screaming and jumping all over.  Then, I woke up, screaming of pain and panic.   My face was cover with tears, it was horrible, my heart hurt, every inch of my body was in excruciating pain.  The next day I had a terrible migraine that lasted two days.   I still feel anxious when I think about this dream.  What I don’t understand is how a dream can affect a person physically to the point where he/she feels ill.