Mood: Introspective

People who know me very well may be aware that on a regular basis for a few years when I was a kid I would have the same dream again and again. Some times every couple of days, other times it would come and go for the span of a couple weeks. In any event it was unequivocally "Brenna's Dream", and in a nutshell it boiled down to being in my grandparents house and having a T-Rex stalking us outside. I'd hide in a giant empty vase in the spare room upstairs and through a crack in the porcelain I would see the Rex's enormous eye peer in at me through the bedroom window. Then it gets all muddly with some random dinosaur rampaging destruction and the next thing I know my family and I are being chased by the T-Rex down a boat dock, and then I'd wake up. (And did I mention the sepia? The entire dream is in sepia colors. Yeah. Sepia. *shrug*)

Eventually I stopped having the dream and kind of forgot about it, until that is Jurassic Park 2: Lost World came out in theatres which I saw with my friend and nearly pissed my pants when my entire dream seemed to play out before me on the big screen. It was insane and I remember going home afterwards and flailing to my Mom and Dad that Spielberg had stolen my crazy dream story somehow, if I could sue, and if I could demanded royalties of some kind. That's not really the point of this whole story, but I think it's amusing.

In any event, after years now I'm suddenly having the same dream again, it differing sometimes from the original though because now it's me and my family in the backyard of our old house. There's my sister and I, and obviously the good ol' Rex (who I get the impression in the dream is a regular terror of our quiet neighborhood, it's more like "Crap, he's back. Duck and run. You know the drill.") We see him on the street coming towards the house and we freak and drop down behind the fence separating the parts of our backyard. Suddenly we're like "Where the hell is Dad?" and Chelle pops her head up and stupidly shouts for him and I get pissed and have to wrestle her back down into hiding. Then all of a sudden we're with my Mom in a cross between our shed and garage, and we're all boarding up the windows and cowering near the walls as the Rex's eye revolves around outside the windows. Then I wake up. I'd like to note that there is a disappointing lack of sepia tones in this version of the dream.

So I'm wondering, this is nuts, why am I suddenly having this dream again? Does someone out there interpret dreams? What the hell happened to the cool sepia? Please interpret and get back to me.

I Googled it quickly and the first result I got back was the following:

Dinosaur 

To see a dinosaur in your dream, symbolizes an outdated attitude. You may need to discard your old ways of thinking and habits.

To dream that you are being chased by a dinosaur, indicates your fears of no longer being needed or useful. Alternatively, being chased by a dinosaur, may reflect old issues that are still coming back to haunt you.

*So confused*