Apr 04, 2005 07:25
so last night i had a dream that i was dead, but it had a very real feeling to it; like i woke up into my dream and there i was dead. i spent the a good duration trying to figure out how and why i died, which i never figured out, but i did figure out that i could still manipulate things like a keyboard, so i kept leaving livejournal comments for everyone in my attempt to reach them for the last couple times. i spent my nights in the basement of an abandonded house with other dead people still trying to come to grips with the things, and in the morning i would meet up with my brother and we would hang out at the supermarket and he would show me how things work and explain certain stuff to me. i think that was the weirdest part, thinking of my brother as dead, but at least i had someone there with me. when i woke up it was like everything was snapping back into place in a rapid and disorienting way, because i was confused and had no idea where i was, and somehow found myself longing to be at the supermarket....weirdest, yet most relaxing dream ever.