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A night filled with R.E.M
Dec. 10th, 2003 11:37 amAt 6am I awoke from a dream that I thought would have had me crying in the waking world. By 11am I had another dream semi related which had me hopeful and depressed all at the same time.
I'll do my best to recount both. But my memory is sporadic.
Billy and I were following each other in our cars. Why it was specifically Billy I don't know exactly. But it was his old car, not his new one. We were going to go through an EZPass toll, so we split up to go in different lanes. I went on the right hand side, on the end, because it was empty - turns out it is not a lane - there was no toll. So I get half way through the non-toll when I go in reverse to do a K Turn and double back to go through a correct EZPass lane. The K Turn is done on the right, and I had to be very careful not to let my back tires go over the cliff. Luckily the chains and wood blocks gave me some support.
When I pulled around and entered the appropriate lane, Billy was already ahead. There were two women seemingly waiting for me. It was certainly odd. They asked for my ID, Registration, all of my effects... They emptied my car out, all little things... scattered on the ground. I think they even hosed down the inside. It was hurtful, an invasion of privacy, and I was helpless.
I pick up my cell phone and start dialing. It rings 5 times then the answering machine picks up. "You have reached...." yadda yadda... I start leaving my message: "You wouldn't believe what they're doing to my car! Can you come out..." When I start crying in the dream. I don't have my mom to call anymore. She's not there. I couldn't call Billy for some reason... and I felt there was no one else to call.
I woke up and sat straight up in bed. My blankets were tossed around and tied up... I wiped my eyes, but there was nothing. Why I decided to go back to bed, I don't know.
The second set of dreams was more odd. Mixing up all aspects of my life. I was in a big hotel, or convention center, and house, and ice rink, all in one. The dream will be presented piecemeal.
My cousins' cat (which does not exist in real life, nor was this cat a cat I know of in real life) tried to eat a plastic bag and we spent a fair amount of time trying to get it out of its mouth. The cat went behind the bakers rack which had tons of glassware hung on it. We knocked it over, but I managed to cushion the fall and all the glasses were saved. We did finally extract the bag though.
This house was also to be the house of me and my friends which had many bedrooms and a loft and even bedrooms we didn't know about. It was a huge sleepover. But, this was also connected to the convention center, which for some reason there was a changeling event going on. After the Hannukah event, there was another vote - almost a revolt - on which nobles would lose their lands. It was like a massive consolidation event. I found out I lost my land, but would have flipped out if I lost my title. But, I didn't get a chance to vote, I was forgotten about.
We reenter the convention center again. It was huge, many escalators, back hallways, it was a maze. I needed to find the locker room, so I could get ready. I was told the locker room was in a certain place, I followed the directions but I kept missing it. Finally, after what seemed like forever, I saw someone exiting the locker room, and when the door closed, I could see on a red plaque "Ladies Locker Room" (yes I can read in dreams) and I quickly ran over to get there before I felt it would disappear again.
I get ready, and find the arena. I am not perfectly dressed for the occasion. Something just doesn't feel right, but I ignore it because I feel that my skating prowess will make anyone overlook my fashion faux pas. I know I'm late... and the ice is really crappy. Ruts and chips everywhere. But I persevere - I am practicing my edges, stroking, going fast and feeling beautiful. But, before I can move onto whatever happens after practicing my edges... the zamboni comes out, and I need to get off the ice. I felt that overall it would be OK, there would be another practice session. But then that feeling began to fade, and I felt I was running out of time...
10:45.
I'll do my best to recount both. But my memory is sporadic.
Billy and I were following each other in our cars. Why it was specifically Billy I don't know exactly. But it was his old car, not his new one. We were going to go through an EZPass toll, so we split up to go in different lanes. I went on the right hand side, on the end, because it was empty - turns out it is not a lane - there was no toll. So I get half way through the non-toll when I go in reverse to do a K Turn and double back to go through a correct EZPass lane. The K Turn is done on the right, and I had to be very careful not to let my back tires go over the cliff. Luckily the chains and wood blocks gave me some support.
When I pulled around and entered the appropriate lane, Billy was already ahead. There were two women seemingly waiting for me. It was certainly odd. They asked for my ID, Registration, all of my effects... They emptied my car out, all little things... scattered on the ground. I think they even hosed down the inside. It was hurtful, an invasion of privacy, and I was helpless.
I pick up my cell phone and start dialing. It rings 5 times then the answering machine picks up. "You have reached...." yadda yadda... I start leaving my message: "You wouldn't believe what they're doing to my car! Can you come out..." When I start crying in the dream. I don't have my mom to call anymore. She's not there. I couldn't call Billy for some reason... and I felt there was no one else to call.
I woke up and sat straight up in bed. My blankets were tossed around and tied up... I wiped my eyes, but there was nothing. Why I decided to go back to bed, I don't know.
The second set of dreams was more odd. Mixing up all aspects of my life. I was in a big hotel, or convention center, and house, and ice rink, all in one. The dream will be presented piecemeal.
My cousins' cat (which does not exist in real life, nor was this cat a cat I know of in real life) tried to eat a plastic bag and we spent a fair amount of time trying to get it out of its mouth. The cat went behind the bakers rack which had tons of glassware hung on it. We knocked it over, but I managed to cushion the fall and all the glasses were saved. We did finally extract the bag though.
This house was also to be the house of me and my friends which had many bedrooms and a loft and even bedrooms we didn't know about. It was a huge sleepover. But, this was also connected to the convention center, which for some reason there was a changeling event going on. After the Hannukah event, there was another vote - almost a revolt - on which nobles would lose their lands. It was like a massive consolidation event. I found out I lost my land, but would have flipped out if I lost my title. But, I didn't get a chance to vote, I was forgotten about.
We reenter the convention center again. It was huge, many escalators, back hallways, it was a maze. I needed to find the locker room, so I could get ready. I was told the locker room was in a certain place, I followed the directions but I kept missing it. Finally, after what seemed like forever, I saw someone exiting the locker room, and when the door closed, I could see on a red plaque "Ladies Locker Room" (yes I can read in dreams) and I quickly ran over to get there before I felt it would disappear again.
I get ready, and find the arena. I am not perfectly dressed for the occasion. Something just doesn't feel right, but I ignore it because I feel that my skating prowess will make anyone overlook my fashion faux pas. I know I'm late... and the ice is really crappy. Ruts and chips everywhere. But I persevere - I am practicing my edges, stroking, going fast and feeling beautiful. But, before I can move onto whatever happens after practicing my edges... the zamboni comes out, and I need to get off the ice. I felt that overall it would be OK, there would be another practice session. But then that feeling began to fade, and I felt I was running out of time...
10:45.
