these dreams

[cornerofmadness]

I can't remember all of them. The first woke me up feeling anxious. All I can remember was living in some strange house with an older man and everyone there were swingers. It was sort of like the story of O but I didn't want to be there any more and I was somehow in charge.

The next was very convoluted. I was at the college (my college only it didn't look like mine) I was in the book store rooting around with my friends, looking at really cool transparent plastic movie posters when someone shows me a screen (ipad or something) that had theater curtains and what looked like a teddy bear with the text of 'where is Dana?' she ruined the show.' And it came to me instantly that I was Aunt Someone or another and I had completely forgotten to go to the matinee at 2 pm.

I was very upset and two students who were in the play caught up with me and my friends and these two boys started yelling at me for ruining things. I started apologizing and they wouldn't accept it. I told them i didn't blame them then they kept yelling at me and I got mad and spit on the one with glasses then panicked since I just spit on a student. then I asked, how could this be show time? I've never even been to a single rehersal. I woke up then having bitten through my bottom lip.

the last dream was the oddest. I was hiking up a mountain. I knew it was a historic trail but was so disappointed by the sheer amount of garbage on it. The weird thing was I could pick up cds and albums from the side of the trail's trash heaps and they would automatically begin to play. the higher I went the narrower the trail, the more the trash. Finally it turned to sand and I could barely walk. I turned a corner and the trail went nearly vertical and I could see people repelling and climbing. I said to myself that Well you said you'd hike until it turned sandy, time to go.' I watched them doing it for a moment. In one moment they were fly specks then in perfect view as if i had binoculars. one had an electric blue mohawk.

I turned around, started down the hill, slipped into the trash and bunch of sheet music spilled all over me then I woke up.

Comments

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Oh, geeze!

Though I kind of like the last dream. :D

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

it was peculair

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

I posted mine, too, since you reminded me of it.

[ghostfriendly.livejournal.com]

Very glad that was just a dream. Guess the secvond was a reminder to keep things under control.

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

me too. Indeed, my temper has to be controlled

[animaven.livejournal.com]

So what did you have for dinner last night? As Freud said, - Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar - and sometimes a dream is apropos of nothing. But it makes for stimulating fodder for a story, perhaps.

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

how sad I don't even remember what was for dinner. geez brain

oh dreams often end up stories