Yes, I put APril 20, because I didn't go to sleep until this morning.
It was beach. Carol and I were sitting on a grassy knoll by the beach, the waves were coming in, it was sunset and the sky was a blazing shade of purple to one side and a screaming pink fading in to it. Carol and I were talking and laughing and there was a hotel behind us with people looking at us through the windows.
Overall, state of confusion upon awakening, but the dream seemed innocent enough. I don't understand why the confusion feeling also seems ominous...maybe I am still sleeping.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
House on Fire
This one was a weird one. Well, I suppose no weirder than normal, but the feeling that the dream left me with was strange.
There was a house, a huge house. Almost a mansion type house. Downstairs, there was a room that had an open wall, like an inside/outside garden. The kitchen was behind that, and outside the house, there was a long driveway that led to it, and another road that led out to who knows where. It was a beautiful house.
It was a beautiful scene.
But the house held every heartache and heartbreak I have ever known.
So I burned it down. I poured gasoline all along the floors and John and I stood outside and watched it burn.
There was a house, a huge house. Almost a mansion type house. Downstairs, there was a room that had an open wall, like an inside/outside garden. The kitchen was behind that, and outside the house, there was a long driveway that led to it, and another road that led out to who knows where. It was a beautiful house.
It was a beautiful scene.
But the house held every heartache and heartbreak I have ever known.
So I burned it down. I poured gasoline all along the floors and John and I stood outside and watched it burn.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Crazy Sleepers
I dreamt that Waylon was coming out here, but his family came out first. They were sleeping in the living room when he came in. I walked out and we got into an argument because I told him we were not getting back together.
I went to lay down in bed, and I got up to go get a glass of water. I walked out and his family, sleeping in the living room....they were all contorted, in strange positions. I thought they were dead, and I was afraid to move and was cowering on the floor afraid to move, but then someone's arm moved.
He got mad at me, screaming that I thought he was a bad man. He explained that they were "crazy sleepers."
The next morning, we had coffee, and watched a lot of Cosby episodes. That night, they were back in that same terrifying, horrifying contorted way.
I went to lay down in bed, and I got up to go get a glass of water. I walked out and his family, sleeping in the living room....they were all contorted, in strange positions. I thought they were dead, and I was afraid to move and was cowering on the floor afraid to move, but then someone's arm moved.
He got mad at me, screaming that I thought he was a bad man. He explained that they were "crazy sleepers."
The next morning, we had coffee, and watched a lot of Cosby episodes. That night, they were back in that same terrifying, horrifying contorted way.
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