so. tonight I dreamed stuff that brings millions of dollars to box offices everywhere. scary. and felt far too real.
disease that is sort of like MS-only super escalated-starts affectng everyone around me. all people I love, but I don't recognize the faces, except Ashley's.
the rest of the dream consists of me trying to get Ashley to safety and away from people who are losing their minds and their motorskills, and through a place that is being closed off to prevent spread of this weird disease. I dragged her through wrecked cars, dying people, and the obligatory idiot trying to gain from everyone else's misfortune. I even handed a dying baby to its father, screaming at him to hold it and talk to it until it was gone.
Ashley and I made it to where we needed to be... almost. then I woke up. upset, but not crying. and wondering where the hell the rest of my immediate family was through all this.
must consult the dream dictionary over this one.
been a long time since i had a dream I could remember, alone get upset about one. but at a more decent hour.
and I didn't even watch or read anything scary.
damn.
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