dreams
i don't know what's going on, but i've been having really bizarre, and actually pretty disturbing dreams. The other night, i had a dream that i was vomiting live chickens, and not whole ones. like strips of live chickens. it was so disturbing, i didn't eat ANYTHING all day. and i'm pretty sure i'm an official vegetarian now.
then, today, for some reason i completely passed out at 5.30, and had a very strange series of dreams, of which i don't remember the order, but do remember the major themes. in one of them, i fell asleep in a bathtub and was about to drown. but, somehow, i was in that weird pseudo-sleep state where i was conscious, but there was a disconnect between my brain and body still and i couldn't move, so it was this split second situation where if i couldn't wake myself up completely, i would drown. i managed to wake up and not drown (wake up in the dream) but it was petrifying.
the other dreams in the series were not as disturbing, but strange in any case. for some reason, i was at a mall about to eat a slice of pizza because i thought mike was meeting me there, but then he person called me and said he wasn't, he was stuck somewhere, and he was trying to tell me where but i couldn't hear him. and somehow at the same time i was on the phone with francisca, and i couldnt understand what she was saying either but it was something really urgent. but i ended up figuring out what he said and ignoring francisca. which is kind of fucked up in retrospect. fake retrospect, because it didn't really happen....anyway. i went to some place that was kind of like an abandoned castle, and i guess this is the scary part because it was definitely one of those "haunted" type places, or one of those places where you know weird shit is happening, even if you'll never know. there was only one bedroom and a very large auditorium like room, and i only remember i had to keep walking through the balcony to get to him in the bedroom. then we walked outside and it was in weird slow motion for some reason, and there were some people in front of us that we didn't like. and that was it.
hm.....after writing it down, it sounds like a panic! at the disco or my chenmical romance music video. which would explain why i found it disturbing. if my life were ever to resemble videos by two of the worst bands in the world, i may as well just give up. why can't i just dream in my bloody valentine? then it would just be waves of noisy euphoria and fields of dreamy distorted happiness. i'll have to work on that.
my psyche is fukkkkkkkkd.
then, today, for some reason i completely passed out at 5.30, and had a very strange series of dreams, of which i don't remember the order, but do remember the major themes. in one of them, i fell asleep in a bathtub and was about to drown. but, somehow, i was in that weird pseudo-sleep state where i was conscious, but there was a disconnect between my brain and body still and i couldn't move, so it was this split second situation where if i couldn't wake myself up completely, i would drown. i managed to wake up and not drown (wake up in the dream) but it was petrifying.
the other dreams in the series were not as disturbing, but strange in any case. for some reason, i was at a mall about to eat a slice of pizza because i thought mike was meeting me there, but then he person called me and said he wasn't, he was stuck somewhere, and he was trying to tell me where but i couldn't hear him. and somehow at the same time i was on the phone with francisca, and i couldnt understand what she was saying either but it was something really urgent. but i ended up figuring out what he said and ignoring francisca. which is kind of fucked up in retrospect. fake retrospect, because it didn't really happen....anyway. i went to some place that was kind of like an abandoned castle, and i guess this is the scary part because it was definitely one of those "haunted" type places, or one of those places where you know weird shit is happening, even if you'll never know. there was only one bedroom and a very large auditorium like room, and i only remember i had to keep walking through the balcony to get to him in the bedroom. then we walked outside and it was in weird slow motion for some reason, and there were some people in front of us that we didn't like. and that was it.
hm.....after writing it down, it sounds like a panic! at the disco or my chenmical romance music video. which would explain why i found it disturbing. if my life were ever to resemble videos by two of the worst bands in the world, i may as well just give up. why can't i just dream in my bloody valentine? then it would just be waves of noisy euphoria and fields of dreamy distorted happiness. i'll have to work on that.
my psyche is fukkkkkkkkd.
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