What Would Freud Say...?

Aug 29, 2009 11:27

Last night, I had a dream that I was an ultra-paranoid warrior who was discussing a top-secret issue with a group of allies.

In the middle of it, randomly, this girl I haven't seen for years (Kelly Go?) says she "needs to leave," so I have a group member (I think it was Halle Berry) follow her.

Then I suspect that there's an ambush waiting, which there is, so we all rush off, me carrying this impossibly heavy sword that I can barely swing.

I think I killed about a hundred people in my dream. Including old men who looked at me really sadly and kids that I pushed into the abyss. And at the end, everybody set out to kill me after a voice on the speakers announced that I was the enemy, but in order to win I needed to push everything (people, art supplies, books?) into the cracks between the floorboards.

And that's when I woke up.

Um...you know, I'd look at my dream book, but I think I already know what this means.

A little too much stress and thinking about things, maybe?

Yeahhh...I think I'm just going to take this weekend easy T____T

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