Another Wild Ride
Lucid Dreams
Originally from December of 2004, when I was experiencing especially odd dreams -- probably due to the asthma meds. But hold on, because of Colorado coming up, I'll be taking more asthma meds again so I could have some great new stuff to post here.
Feeling run over this morning...
Some time in the night I was dreaming and there must have been something in the sheets in my dream because I shot out of bed and by the time I reached the other side of the bed, standing in the room and cold, I realized and said aloud "Oh, what am I doing standing here, sheets are fine" and went
back to bed and then dreamed again...
Don't remember quite as exactly but it was another of those vivid, image-spanning escapades... something having to do with an old farmhouse, leaving stuff behind and escaping a killer we barricaded in a room and in the driveway of old farmhouse there were three cars and all the house
occupants were filling them up to get away. Usually 4 or 5-person cars, they each had about 10... some people had to lay across the laps of seated people, and stack, and then another person in the first car I tried was stacked from the gear shifter between the two front seats -- with feet
poking at the back window. That person was stacked OVER the others who were stacked on seated people. They said, "oh no room here" so I chased down the next car and they squeezed me in.
Cut to some other house in a town somewhere (with a vast field next to it) and it was time to get ready for prom (since when do I go to prom? I'm way past that.) except that I didn't have any of my bathroom supplies... a stack of dresses though, ones that really do exist, but Patrick kept chewing the hangers (where did HE come from?)... someone's parents were escorting me to the prom because I would have had to walk in
the rain. Getting ready, I stopped at a big window in the house and looked out at a field with a big tree waving in the wind. It was very cold and windy, but I stood there and imagined myself running and twirling across the field in my sleeveless summer sunflower dress as if cold and wind weren't a
concern! ...Then lastly, I am back in the house's bathroom getting ready for the prom I guess, and I stop to pee. The tub is really hi-tech, with buttons everywhere and nozzles and stuff. Sitting on the toilet, I try to read the labels and press the buttons to get the shower ready and water shoots out
when I press the button and it's surprising, because the instructions aren't clear. So it shoots out at me while I'm on the toilet and at one point I got it in the face and woke up and realized it was 10:30, and time to go to the bathroom. That was different. Usually when I have dreams of pee, I'm the one
peeing on everything in sight.
Originally from December of 2004, when I was experiencing especially odd dreams -- probably due to the asthma meds. But hold on, because of Colorado coming up, I'll be taking more asthma meds again so I could have some great new stuff to post here.
Feeling run over this morning...
Some time in the night I was dreaming and there must have been something in the sheets in my dream because I shot out of bed and by the time I reached the other side of the bed, standing in the room and cold, I realized and said aloud "Oh, what am I doing standing here, sheets are fine" and went
back to bed and then dreamed again...
Don't remember quite as exactly but it was another of those vivid, image-spanning escapades... something having to do with an old farmhouse, leaving stuff behind and escaping a killer we barricaded in a room and in the driveway of old farmhouse there were three cars and all the house
occupants were filling them up to get away. Usually 4 or 5-person cars, they each had about 10... some people had to lay across the laps of seated people, and stack, and then another person in the first car I tried was stacked from the gear shifter between the two front seats -- with feet
poking at the back window. That person was stacked OVER the others who were stacked on seated people. They said, "oh no room here" so I chased down the next car and they squeezed me in.
Cut to some other house in a town somewhere (with a vast field next to it) and it was time to get ready for prom (since when do I go to prom? I'm way past that.) except that I didn't have any of my bathroom supplies... a stack of dresses though, ones that really do exist, but Patrick kept chewing the hangers (where did HE come from?)... someone's parents were escorting me to the prom because I would have had to walk in
the rain. Getting ready, I stopped at a big window in the house and looked out at a field with a big tree waving in the wind. It was very cold and windy, but I stood there and imagined myself running and twirling across the field in my sleeveless summer sunflower dress as if cold and wind weren't a
concern! ...Then lastly, I am back in the house's bathroom getting ready for the prom I guess, and I stop to pee. The tub is really hi-tech, with buttons everywhere and nozzles and stuff. Sitting on the toilet, I try to read the labels and press the buttons to get the shower ready and water shoots out
when I press the button and it's surprising, because the instructions aren't clear. So it shoots out at me while I'm on the toilet and at one point I got it in the face and woke up and realized it was 10:30, and time to go to the bathroom. That was different. Usually when I have dreams of pee, I'm the one
peeing on everything in sight.
posted by Jan at 9:11 PM
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