I haven't been dreaming much lately. Maybe it's the bed I've been sleeping in, or even the room. I find myself awake around 8 every day, even if I fell asleep at 5, because the way the sunlight slithers in through the windows onto my eyes directly. Abruptly I am shaken from whatever dream world I was in, not remembering much of anything and feeling disgusted, as if everything in the atmosphere was rotting. An odd sensation, indeed.
What I can recall from last nights mess of dream mush:
- Non specific girl that, in the dream, I have a past with returns "home"
- "Home" is a small abandoned town where some houses are occupied by ghosts of memories, and beasts
- making out with non specific girl until shadow monster starts beating on window
-climbing around the house with ease
-at an outlet mall on the sea, visiting my brother at work
- non specific girl and her friend show up, her friend crying because her father was pulled into the abyss just that morning.
-hug both of them for comfort
-banshee attack petrifies everyone
Then my mother burst in, waking me up to move my car. Unable to fall back asleep, I attempted to reconstruct this dream into something meaningful...but I think my lack of good sleep lately has created a knot in my connection to the other-side.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
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