Dream a Dream
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Saturday
The 3rd of January, 2004 at 05:42 PM
I've done more sleeping than I can imagine. Whether this is a good or bad thing I don't know. For the first time this break I've taken a mid-afternoon break. Is this good? I don't know. I just know that its almost 6:30 on a saturday night and I haven't eaten, and I have no plans.
So maybe I haven't done alot of sleeping, but it was my first nap and that was definately worth noting. As for my sleeping, it hasn't been going well. Dreams upon dreams plague my mind and they leave me either confused, mystified, or terribly on edge.
Now I hate to elaborate on such a poor subject, because usually my dreams aren't all that great so I will leave it for the kicker and say what else is happening in my life. Like for instance. Last night at Justin's, I had incredible luck with gambling. I just may have cleaned up the most money. Not that it was a terrible sum of money, but it is still luck.
Yet, on the other hand, I still have my bad luck. It was the first weekend with the technicians. I managed to get bit *but didn't break the skin* by a dog while taking out buried staples from a surgical incision. I also managed to get head butt / bit by a beagle, which really hurt for awhile, while just trying to pick the beagle up. I don't like beagles.
Anyways, so my luck has been going both ways. Thats life I guess. Right now I'm freezing and my ideas for post topics dwindle with my entire body shaking. If you want something more of my life. Read yesterday's post which also describes a recent dream, and omits another.
To a dream that woke me up at 4:42 in the morning. Its paraprashed to keep it simple:
Its mid summer on a warm night. Alex and I are sitting out in a yard of fresh green grass talking about life and ddr. It appears to be very late in the evening maybe 11:00. Still we sit and talk like nothing of it, we are waiting for matt to arrive with his new ddr pad. A very fancy speed bike comes up the street, rounds the cul-de-sac and leaves just as quickly as he came. It seemed quite odd for a speed bike like that in our neighborhood at that time of night. Just shortly after, a car drove up the street. It wasn't matt, but some guy. Not to my surprise *which was odd*. He asked if he could play some Mario Kart 64. He said he was writing a report on it. I more or less let him in the house for this reason. Alex and I hooked it up and he started wandering around. I must mention the basement of the house resembled nothing like the one I live in now, which was odd. The guy from what I could remember didn't even play, but took pictures of me playing the game for his 'report'. We go upstairs and he sees my car as I'm seeing him out. He seems interested. I have a flashback *in the dream*. The flashback consists of me driving in my buick century down a inner city road. Lots of pot holes. I hit one and my steering goes whacked, exactly like it did after hitting the curb. Somehow I manage to steer my bruised car off the side of the road swearing. I think about the money. I think about a tow. *The flashback ends*. Back to the guy interested in my car. The guy says there has been killed. Someone hit someone with a car simillar to mine, in the same area where I had a flashback of messing up my alignment. Steve magically appears at the scene. The guy walks around my car eyeing it up, because he claims people claimed to see my car at the scene of the accident/crime. He said there aren't too many cars in the world like mine. Interestingly enough, my car in the garage had no hood. It actually looked like a car from the future. Something I don't own now. After the guy eyed up the car he asks steve to look under the car to see if a body is stored underneath. Steve does so, and admits there are none. The guy doesn't seem satisfied but he makes sure we will call him if anything comes up about the incident. I can tell that he suspects me. He leaves the house and Steve, Alex and I talk about the incident. We talk in the front foyer right in front of the door with quite a few lights on. After a brief discussion Alex leaves, Steve goes to bed. I walk around the house and shut off the lights. The house feels like the one we live in right now. I casually look out the front window onto the street as I turn off the last light *the foyer light*. Just as I do, headlights outside our driveway flip on and a car speeds away. Just as my heart races I wake up. Left with unanswered questions... well thats it. Left me a little scared to going back to bed, for fear someone could be in the house or breaking in. The time didn't help either. I eventually, after like 30 mins, got back to sleep to wake up only an hour and a half later for work. I hate my life.
Well I'm off to bed, gnight everyone and like I said, read the last post if this one bores you.
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