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Sunday, April 20, 2003

Dream: At YAG, Emily D. comes in, and everyone rejoices. She has two broken arms that are in big blue or green casts. Tom C. is there, as well as most others. We sing Spitited Jubilee (which happens to be something from Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat..) and I cry because I won't be in the show this time. I am the only one who knows the song.

I am in a bar. A man approaches me and takes me into a small back room and locks the door. He's scary. He says some lewd comment so I start kicking him. I kick him and kick him until he is unable to do anything at all, and then I run away. He follows me. It is an intense chase, but at some point I realize that I am dreaming (lucidity!!) and slow down. I begin exploring the world in my mind. I decide that I want to go very fast so I wont have to worry about the guy chasing me so I go onto the highway and run. Running is easy and peaceful. I come to a traffic light so I turn off of the high way and onto a side street. For fun I read all the signs (none of which make any sense whatsoever) I am approached by a group of tough looking girls so I turn one of them into Theresa, and give her a hug and tell her that I'm dreaming. I am tempted to ask them a question, but from the expression on their faces they're even more confused than I am. I go into a building where I find another group of girls. It turns out that the guy I kicked was Jess Trong's boyfriend and she is totally pissed. Julia tells me that I should run and hide from her, so I do. I start running through the twisty passages of this building. Julia runs with me upstairs and just when I think I'm safe, Jess appears (wearing my prom dress, by the way!) and tells Julia to leave. She does. I try to maintain control over everything. When Jess starts chasing me again, I jump over the banister and safely sail to the landing below us. She is fast, though, and I do it again and again. I start running, but this time my vision is going blury and dark, and I know I am waking up before I can take a stand for myself...

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