Yesterday night I had one disturbing dream. For all that matter, all my dreams, whatever I can remember of it anyways, are disturbing. I hardly remember my dreams if they are pleasant. Or maybe I have never had any pleasant dreams. And I don't know why I tend to remember the rest so crystal clear.
Now when I say disturbing, it usually involves death. And it tends to be anyone - me, a friend, a family member, a spider or another equivalent bug, a colleague or a complete stranger. Yesterday's dream death was particularly gruesome and gory. Like the Final Destination 2 opening scene, it was something to do with a pileup because of three idiots who were scampering across I-5. The other day, there was a huge spider devouring me and in the dim flickering light of the cellphone, I could briefly see its internal organs before passing out. Then one particularly fine morning in winter many years ago, I had fallen off the cliff and on my way down, I had met a particularly nasty person I knew back then. Even though in real life she had nothing but disregard for me, she seemed mellow in the face of the death. She did kinda start off the conversation, talked few good things about me for a while and finally had even apologized with teary eyes before bouncing off a protruding tree branch off the cliff.
Brrrrr!! Tonight is going to be a hell of a long night!
signing off,
2 comments:
Man you really remember your dream is amazing details: "apologized with teary eyes before bouncing off a protruding tree branch"
Don't worry much, it's just brain-defragmenting. ;)
That "huge spider devouring me and in the dim flickering light of the cellphone" must have been days/weeks/months after you saw Lord of the Rings Part 3. :)
Yeah. The ability seems to be a recent acquisition :-) I never remembered my dreams before :-)
Yeah the huge spider definitely had similarities with Shelob. Brrr again!
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