A dream

[cornerofmadness]

Since I told Maren I would (and keeping a dream journal is nothing new to me), here's the dream I had thursday night. It started with me at a coffee shop/bookstore like Starbucks. I was there on a blind date (a fairly typical place for me to chose to meet a guy for the first time). I  heard my name and saw someone I had no idea why anyone would have set me up with. She was about 5 foot, long horsey face huge black eyes and thick curly black hair (Greek, Italian, you get the picture). I was thinking okay even if I were into women, which I'm not, this wouldn't be to my taste. I forget her name but it was so mething unisex. I start right off with 'I think there's been a mistake...'
I don't remember what she said to me but it was meant to be ingratiating and friendly but something about her made me nervous. Still, I accept her offer of mere friendship and I go with her to this high rise apartment complex (for the life of me I couldn't imagine why I'd do such a thing). We go inside and the  dream image jumps. She's no longer there and while I'm looking for her I see someone coming down the open walk way (like in some high rise hotels). It's an old man with a gun and I know he's coming to kill me. That's why the girl brought me here. I run and I see my purse. I want to stop and get it so I'll have car keys to escape with but even as I'm looking at it, I can't stop my legs. I go out the door onto that walk way and the man with the gun is coming closer.
Somehow the next building is so close I can touch the balconies. I swing between the buildings going down from balcony to balcony like I'm doing a vertical monkey-bars. The old man is shooting but he sucks. I get to the ground and the dream image skips again. The high rise is now a three story house and the old  man is coming down the main stairs after me. I'm outside and it's a rural town setting.
I start to run but it's like in the horror flicks where the chick runs like she has two broken legs. So I'm limping along in slow mo trying to shout for help but I can only whisper breathlessly. Finally I start getting up speed and volume. No one's coming. I start screaming fire knowing that'll get attention. Everyone starts pouring out of their homes and they're all armed (this didn't strike me as odd in the dream). They subdue the old man and this old woman and several town folks tell me I'm safe and they'll protect me. They lead me back into the house and as I'm trying to catch my breath I realize they're all in on it.
They converge on me trying to kill and eat me. I started fighting my way free with a gun I took from one of them. I woke up before I gained freedom or got killed.
odd stuff

Comments

[marenfic.livejournal.com]

Wow. That's interesting.

I wonder what you think it means? (My Jungian supervisor would be so proud!)

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

feel free to discuss it with him if you want. I don't mind.

[vampedvixen.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you busted their shit up. You were like "Pow, pow, listen to my gun of fury and die bastards". Cause if you died than it would just be sad.. so very sad..

I think I left my brain somewhere..

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

Yes I 'd like to this is the way it went. I prefer not to be cannibalized unless absolutely necessary

[emmyaward.livejournal.com]

Compared to my dreams, that's actually kind of normal. It's strange; I actually only started remembering my dreams this year, and seriously, they're crack-addled and all sorts of weird. There was this great one where I re-wrote "The Girl in Question" with Buffy actually in it and Spike and Angel on a beach - that was fun.

I'm going to attempt to analyse your dream. By the way, I have no experience in this field whatsoever, except for reading bits of atwainsanity87's Dream Book two years ago, while we were killing time in an airport, so feel free to tell me I'm cracked in the head.

So, I suspect that the chick you've been set up with - she represents your new job. I kind of get the impression that you're not too set on the idea of teaching, and your discomfort with this girl in the dream is pretty much reinforcing this, plus saying, 'Hey, I'm not really sure I'm meant to be doing this.' I don't know why you followed her. That bit I'm blank on. Maybe because you feel you have to??? I don't know.

I'm not sure about the rest of it either, but I do think that the townspeople represent your students and your apprehension about them, which, you know, understandable. Your blackout before finding out whether they ate you alive or you shot them all is saying that it's up to you which way things go for you when you begin teaching; it could be great, or it could all go pear-shaped.

And that concludes my most likely completely wrong dream analysis. Please remember I have no idea what I'm talking about, 'kay? IT'S ALL WAFFLE.

PS: This broadcast was brought to you by Procastination: Helping Emma not do her homework for five years and counting.

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

You know, waffle or not, it sounds quite reasonable. Thank you. loved that broadcast.

[mzzgoddessblue.livejournal.com]

trying to shout for help but I can only whisper breathlessly

god i hate that. why does that happen in dreams?

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

so long as it doesn't happen in real life should the need arise I'll be happy.

But it does happen in dreams a lot. Maybe our brains like to punish us...