a la lexxy
Everyone's been having notable dreams lately it seems. Here are my ramblings through the unconscious.
First dream
I was in a public place, like a diner. Someone was commenting on a guy
across the room, saying how strong/muscular he was. The strong guy wasn’t
actually choking me at the time but was somehow strangling me (I got this
weird image of him having me in a headlock). I screamed at the person
complementing the other, “You don’t know what it’s like not being able to
do something as necessary as breathing!” I woke up thinking I smoked too
many ciggs, and had fallen asleep with the same thought. I figured this
was a result.
Second Dream
I was in Hilliard (a housing building on campus) with Erin. There was a lot more to the dream but I can
only remember a little snippit. There was a gargoyle on the ceiling of
Gregs room (the ceiling was much higher than it is in real life) and said
he’s be in there on Mondays and Tuesdays before midnight. I was pretty
non-chalant, the fact that he was there didn’t really phase me. Erin was
pretty freaked out though so we left.
Third dream.
I woke up briefly at 8:45, fell asleep, then woke back up at 9:10. Dream time is pretty funnky, considering how much happened. My
memory of it picks up when I’m between Hood and Hilliard, closer to Hood.
Greg’s there and we’re talking. Tom came from Hilliard, I see him out of
the corner of my eye but don’t acknowledge him, he kinda half hides behind
a pillar. He comes up in few view next to me, I yell at him for not saying
hi and call him an asshole. I turn my back and continue talking to Greg. I
decide to climb the fire escape/stairs outside of Hood. (note, this doesn't actually exist.) I get to the third
floor with Erin’s help, and ask/telll her to watch my ass in case I fall.
I get off the railing somehow and end up in a room with an old, obese
black woman. I guess she has information or something else that I
need/want, but I don’t really want to be with her or in the room, so I
leave, promising to come back later but with no intentions of doing so. At this point it’s a little confusing… I think I run down the
stairs, Tom calls and my pocket answers it before I can. I don’t think we
actually talk to each other. I think another conversation with Greg was
thrown in there as well. I end up at “my moms house” which doesn’t resemble the place my mom actually lives.
Everything is wooden, I tried to lean on a table but it was shaky and
unsteady. I realized she couldn’t even fix something so basic as an uneven
table and felt awful about it. Somehow I end up hanging out with Hannah,
Siobhan, Cailin, and Charlotte. We pose for a picture and everyone’s
embracing someone else in a cheesy, over the top “we love each other & are
having fun” way. Hannah is hugging some generic person, Charlotte and
CAilin are hugging each other- Cailin has a purple Mohawk and Char’s face
is all purple, I noted that they have something binding in common. Siobhan
is hugging some other generic person and I don’t have a very good view,
she’s on my left side at a weird angle. I feel awkward because I’m the odd
one out and usually am, I figure I don’t belong so I leave. I end up running
downhill on a dirt trail. I’m naked and the first thing that comes to mind
is how 17th century artists used Greek myths as an excuse to paint naked
women. I sit down at some sort of family picnic, mostly my moms side. I’m leaning back into a
generic guys arms, he’s hugging me and saying how much he missed me. I ‘m
incredibly put off by it, something in his tone of voice made me
unbearably uncomfortable. I keep on switching back and forth between
having a jean skirt on and being butt naked. I leave, I go to have a
smoke. I’m somehow on the balcony of Bogart which has been transformed
into a kids playground of sorts. It’s somehow related to what my moms
house looked like earlier in the dream. I figure I can’t smoke with little
kids around, though as I’m leaving I notice an older couple smoking. I go
back to the picnic to see everyone packing up; my grandmother has classes
to teach in the afternoon. (In waking life she’s a substitute teacher.) I
realize that I left my package of tobacco on the blanket and figure I’m
going to get in trouble for it. I look at my phone, there’s a missed call
from Leon and Afro Jon. I get reprimanded by my mom, something along the
lines of “Be more careful next time you…” and it wasn’t in respect to my
smoking, as I had thought, but something else. I think being naked, I’m
not sure. That's more or less where it ends.
I guess understanding my relationship with some of these people would help understanding it. Parts with erin are reminicent of running around with her in an abandoned gun factory up here in ithaca. The gargoyle looked a lot like the harpies from the movie Jason that we watched in mythology and art, though I had the dream this morning and the class this afternoon. Also this afternoon, while watching a movie in Culture and Communication, there was a scene of female operators dancing together from back in the day that reminded me of the photograph with all my female friends hugging. Take this as you will.
First dream
I was in a public place, like a diner. Someone was commenting on a guy
across the room, saying how strong/muscular he was. The strong guy wasn’t
actually choking me at the time but was somehow strangling me (I got this
weird image of him having me in a headlock). I screamed at the person
complementing the other, “You don’t know what it’s like not being able to
do something as necessary as breathing!” I woke up thinking I smoked too
many ciggs, and had fallen asleep with the same thought. I figured this
was a result.
Second Dream
I was in Hilliard (a housing building on campus) with Erin. There was a lot more to the dream but I can
only remember a little snippit. There was a gargoyle on the ceiling of
Gregs room (the ceiling was much higher than it is in real life) and said
he’s be in there on Mondays and Tuesdays before midnight. I was pretty
non-chalant, the fact that he was there didn’t really phase me. Erin was
pretty freaked out though so we left.
Third dream.
I woke up briefly at 8:45, fell asleep, then woke back up at 9:10. Dream time is pretty funnky, considering how much happened. My
memory of it picks up when I’m between Hood and Hilliard, closer to Hood.
Greg’s there and we’re talking. Tom came from Hilliard, I see him out of
the corner of my eye but don’t acknowledge him, he kinda half hides behind
a pillar. He comes up in few view next to me, I yell at him for not saying
hi and call him an asshole. I turn my back and continue talking to Greg. I
decide to climb the fire escape/stairs outside of Hood. (note, this doesn't actually exist.) I get to the third
floor with Erin’s help, and ask/telll her to watch my ass in case I fall.
I get off the railing somehow and end up in a room with an old, obese
black woman. I guess she has information or something else that I
need/want, but I don’t really want to be with her or in the room, so I
leave, promising to come back later but with no intentions of doing so. At this point it’s a little confusing… I think I run down the
stairs, Tom calls and my pocket answers it before I can. I don’t think we
actually talk to each other. I think another conversation with Greg was
thrown in there as well. I end up at “my moms house” which doesn’t resemble the place my mom actually lives.
Everything is wooden, I tried to lean on a table but it was shaky and
unsteady. I realized she couldn’t even fix something so basic as an uneven
table and felt awful about it. Somehow I end up hanging out with Hannah,
Siobhan, Cailin, and Charlotte. We pose for a picture and everyone’s
embracing someone else in a cheesy, over the top “we love each other & are
having fun” way. Hannah is hugging some generic person, Charlotte and
CAilin are hugging each other- Cailin has a purple Mohawk and Char’s face
is all purple, I noted that they have something binding in common. Siobhan
is hugging some other generic person and I don’t have a very good view,
she’s on my left side at a weird angle. I feel awkward because I’m the odd
one out and usually am, I figure I don’t belong so I leave. I end up running
downhill on a dirt trail. I’m naked and the first thing that comes to mind
is how 17th century artists used Greek myths as an excuse to paint naked
women. I sit down at some sort of family picnic, mostly my moms side. I’m leaning back into a
generic guys arms, he’s hugging me and saying how much he missed me. I ‘m
incredibly put off by it, something in his tone of voice made me
unbearably uncomfortable. I keep on switching back and forth between
having a jean skirt on and being butt naked. I leave, I go to have a
smoke. I’m somehow on the balcony of Bogart which has been transformed
into a kids playground of sorts. It’s somehow related to what my moms
house looked like earlier in the dream. I figure I can’t smoke with little
kids around, though as I’m leaving I notice an older couple smoking. I go
back to the picnic to see everyone packing up; my grandmother has classes
to teach in the afternoon. (In waking life she’s a substitute teacher.) I
realize that I left my package of tobacco on the blanket and figure I’m
going to get in trouble for it. I look at my phone, there’s a missed call
from Leon and Afro Jon. I get reprimanded by my mom, something along the
lines of “Be more careful next time you…” and it wasn’t in respect to my
smoking, as I had thought, but something else. I think being naked, I’m
not sure. That's more or less where it ends.
I guess understanding my relationship with some of these people would help understanding it. Parts with erin are reminicent of running around with her in an abandoned gun factory up here in ithaca. The gargoyle looked a lot like the harpies from the movie Jason that we watched in mythology and art, though I had the dream this morning and the class this afternoon. Also this afternoon, while watching a movie in Culture and Communication, there was a scene of female operators dancing together from back in the day that reminded me of the photograph with all my female friends hugging. Take this as you will.