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Aug. 27th, 2006 09:24 amI had the most BORING dream last night. And I kind of felt like I'd had this dream/type of dream before, even. Basically, I dreamed that I was going to work every day. Except my job was at this mansion tucked away in a corner of town. I don't know what the job actually was, because we never got that far - the dream was just me going to work every morning, probably six or seven times before I woke up.
The dream itself was sort of interesting, from an analyzing-my-brain sort of perspective. I was supposed to get to work at 9am or so each day, but I was having trouble sleeping in that late, so I'd just go to work early after I woke up and wait around the house for the people who lived there to start waking up and give me instructions. This point never actually came in the dream. It was just a cycle of get up, go to work, wait, cut to the next day. But I actually dreamed I was waiting around. How boring! Anyway, the interesting part is the getting to work part. It was the same every day. I "walked" there each day. The first stretch was just a regular walk. Then after a while, there was a big hill in the road, which I could "sled" down on my butt. I guess I had a blanket or pillow or something, but I don't remember. Anyway, at the bottom of the hill (but not before), I'd be naked. I was a little self-conscious about this, and each time I would scold myself for being too lazy to put on some damn clothes...but it didn't bother me nearly as much as actually being publicly naked would. At the bottom of the hill, I'd have a lot of momentum and would be able to run very fast for the next little while, through a stretch of woods. I'd have so much momentum, actually, that I'd take the turn at the bottom of the hill really wide and each time think "I could get hit by a car like this," but I never did. From there, I'd either be completely naked or I'd have a pillow (which I hadn't had previously - it just magically appeared) that I'd hold in front of my nakedness as I ran. After coming out of the woods, I'd hit a corn field, and slow down to a walk. Sometimes I'd run a little bit here. At some point on this stretch, I'd get clothes. I didn't put them on, I just was no longer naked. Whatever. At the end of this stretch, there was this concrete wall, which I could either jump down, or simply walk around. I'd always jump, and it was always a farther fall than it looked, but it never hurt to land, even though we're talking 20 feet. It was fun. Then I'd be at the house, I'd let myself in quietly, and there'd be nothing inside - absolutely nothing - so I'd sit in an empty room and wait for a few hours for someone to come get me to do some work.
The house, apart from being completely empty, was really cool. It was really old, had old hardwood floors and the old style doors and stuff - it was really quite fancy.
Weird dream, I'm sure Freud would have a lot to say about it.
Peace.
The dream itself was sort of interesting, from an analyzing-my-brain sort of perspective. I was supposed to get to work at 9am or so each day, but I was having trouble sleeping in that late, so I'd just go to work early after I woke up and wait around the house for the people who lived there to start waking up and give me instructions. This point never actually came in the dream. It was just a cycle of get up, go to work, wait, cut to the next day. But I actually dreamed I was waiting around. How boring! Anyway, the interesting part is the getting to work part. It was the same every day. I "walked" there each day. The first stretch was just a regular walk. Then after a while, there was a big hill in the road, which I could "sled" down on my butt. I guess I had a blanket or pillow or something, but I don't remember. Anyway, at the bottom of the hill (but not before), I'd be naked. I was a little self-conscious about this, and each time I would scold myself for being too lazy to put on some damn clothes...but it didn't bother me nearly as much as actually being publicly naked would. At the bottom of the hill, I'd have a lot of momentum and would be able to run very fast for the next little while, through a stretch of woods. I'd have so much momentum, actually, that I'd take the turn at the bottom of the hill really wide and each time think "I could get hit by a car like this," but I never did. From there, I'd either be completely naked or I'd have a pillow (which I hadn't had previously - it just magically appeared) that I'd hold in front of my nakedness as I ran. After coming out of the woods, I'd hit a corn field, and slow down to a walk. Sometimes I'd run a little bit here. At some point on this stretch, I'd get clothes. I didn't put them on, I just was no longer naked. Whatever. At the end of this stretch, there was this concrete wall, which I could either jump down, or simply walk around. I'd always jump, and it was always a farther fall than it looked, but it never hurt to land, even though we're talking 20 feet. It was fun. Then I'd be at the house, I'd let myself in quietly, and there'd be nothing inside - absolutely nothing - so I'd sit in an empty room and wait for a few hours for someone to come get me to do some work.
The house, apart from being completely empty, was really cool. It was really old, had old hardwood floors and the old style doors and stuff - it was really quite fancy.
Weird dream, I'm sure Freud would have a lot to say about it.
Peace.
dreams are freaky!
Date: 2006-08-27 02:16 pm (UTC)dreams are SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO odd and freaky!
last night i had a doozie, too! but. i was fully clothed at all times.
{though my middle finger on my left hand oddly sprouted another mini- finger shooting off of it. so. yeah. weird.
Re: dreams are freaky!
Date: 2006-08-27 02:18 pm (UTC)Re: dreams are freaky!
Date: 2006-08-27 02:19 pm (UTC)