Nicotine Dreams: Tower and Falling

This post is part of a series of articles that reflect on nicotine induced dreams. During 2012 whilst attempting to quit smoking, I was using patches as part of a Nicotine Replacement Therapy program. I became very aware of heightened recall of dreams I experienced whilst wearing a nicotine patch and began to document them accordingly. This is one such dream.

*Woke up this morning with the nicotine patch nowhere to be seen; presumably if came off during my sleep which explains the lack of recall*

I was in a large tower with a wooden floor. The bricks were large grey concrete blocks, and there were wooden beams and rafters suspended above providing support to the structure. There was some light source, but I don’t recall exactly what it was. I think I was with my brother Terry, but I’m not so sure now as I write this up; there was definitely someone else with me.

We were climbing up the inside of the tower looking for something, but I cannot recall what. We started to get significantly high inside the tower, climbing from beam to beam, and the other male expressed concern that we still hadn’t found what we were searching for and it may make more sense to go “downwards instead of upwards, just like before”. I don’t know what the “just like before” referred too, but I jumped down from what must have been 50ft, and smashed through the wooden flooring, landing on another level of the building made of wood; like platforms around 10ft apart. The other male dropped down from the same sort of height too, breaking the floor on which I was standing, and we both began falling into the darkness, infinitely, endlessly. Then I awoke.

*I also recall a small memory of being stood beside a wall smoking weed with another male, though I cannot recall if/where this fell into this dream, or if it were a sole remembered fragment from another dream this night*