Always Something To Talk About
Well, I am going along with a little less sleep than usual. I don't know exactly how that is working out, but the first time I woke up today was after one of my recurring nightmares. First dream in quite some time, and it has to be one of the recurring ones. An atrocity upon my mental state. I am fairly certain I never outlined this one in the journal, so here goes.
This one occurs mainly at Hamden High School. I find myself, I believe, on the second floor C wing. I am spending the entirety of the dream evading monsters. The one that I spend enough enough time looking at resembles the blue monster from Monsters, Inc but he is much more vicious. He and what I would consider his minions (though they might be his equals. I don't know, he is the only one that I can recall after waking up every time) chase me around although they tend to spend their time on the basement floor which would be were the pool is in HHS, but is just a long hallway with boilers and such. Anyways, there are also sections of this building which are my house. Regardless of which section it is, there are tunnels hidden in rooms. Generally in this dream, in the master bedroom of my house there is a tunnel behind the cabinet where my dad keeps his clothes that goes to the floor beneath the basement. However, this time around, the tunnel was not there. However, for some reason, when I am in my house, my youngest sister is there playing on her Nintendo DS. The monsters don't come after her or rather she disappears when the monsters start to appear. Anyways, in the end of the dream, I am trapped in the master bedroom because of the lack of the tunnel and my sister disappears as the monsters burst through the door. However, more things happen in the dream. In this version of the nightmare, I am more violent than I normally am. Generally I just run, evade, and outsmart the monsters, but this time around if I am caught around them, I punch at least one in the face which I then grabbed its head and bash it into something effectively knocking it out. Generally when I do this, there is only one monster which I have to do it to. When there more (such as the basement floor that is only a tunnel) I bash the first one into a wall, then kick any that get in my way as I run past them. The other occasion that was different in this dream is when I was on the sixth floor of the building, and I was ran into a pink monster somewhat similar to the blue one. This one was a female and I told her not to tell anyone I was there or I'd kill her. I then hid in the bathroom right beside where I found her. Monsters ran by and she let them continue along the sixth floor where they split off looking for me on different floors. I continued to hide in the bathroom waiting for stragglers to run by. Before I was fully sure I was able to escape, a pair of female monsters approach the one guarding me. She tried to convince them not to go into the bathroom, but the pair had just bought a house and wanted to talk about while pointing on how the bathroom at the house was different than the one they were used to which meant the one I was in. The first of the pair went in, and I hid behind the door. She just pointed at the tub, the toilet and sink while talking about things and left. However, the other one came in, turned on the light and closed the door behind her to talk about hooks on the door. As she was turning on the lights, I went to hide behind the towels. She saw my legs and she was frightened as she removed the towels. I pushed her out and bashed her head into the sink. I apologized to the one who guarded me as I punched her and bashed her head into the toilet. As I ran towards the opposite staircase, I pushed the first of the pair into the wall pretty hard dazing her enough not to realize who I was. The rest of the dream occurred as it generally does until the aforementioned lack of tunnel in the master bedroom.
I know that was a poor telling of what could be a very interesting story, but I had to get it out so that I don't think about it as I fall asleep. The strange thing that I realized when I woke up terrified with my heart racing is that most of the time when I wake up from a nightmare, I hear a door slam really hard nearby. After a while of being awake and frightened, my roommate walked in and said that he just went to the bathroom. I asked him if he had slammed the door and he said no since he knew I was asleep.I hope I am not hallucinating as that may become a problem very quickly.
On a separate note, I just realized that my LiveJournal is not spellchecking itself which makes me VERY irritated. And I fixed it. However, I do not intend to go back and erase the sentence even though this is not an edit. I never go back on my word(s).
In addition to all this, my overall feeling of emptiness is really getting to me. This is opposition to the accolades I am going to receiving soon. Maybe I just feel that everything is a step forward to the nothingness that consumes us all. Although, as I stated in the entry I keep editing, what we look forward to is a large swirling mass of souls. However, as we are not able to retain ourselves in that mass, it might as well be nothingness. The mean thought of it, however, is a bit reassuring as all I can look forward to is being connected with everyone.
I feel somewhat better now that I am looking forward to the death I ascribed...
This one occurs mainly at Hamden High School. I find myself, I believe, on the second floor C wing. I am spending the entirety of the dream evading monsters. The one that I spend enough enough time looking at resembles the blue monster from Monsters, Inc but he is much more vicious. He and what I would consider his minions (though they might be his equals. I don't know, he is the only one that I can recall after waking up every time) chase me around although they tend to spend their time on the basement floor which would be were the pool is in HHS, but is just a long hallway with boilers and such. Anyways, there are also sections of this building which are my house. Regardless of which section it is, there are tunnels hidden in rooms. Generally in this dream, in the master bedroom of my house there is a tunnel behind the cabinet where my dad keeps his clothes that goes to the floor beneath the basement. However, this time around, the tunnel was not there. However, for some reason, when I am in my house, my youngest sister is there playing on her Nintendo DS. The monsters don't come after her or rather she disappears when the monsters start to appear. Anyways, in the end of the dream, I am trapped in the master bedroom because of the lack of the tunnel and my sister disappears as the monsters burst through the door. However, more things happen in the dream. In this version of the nightmare, I am more violent than I normally am. Generally I just run, evade, and outsmart the monsters, but this time around if I am caught around them, I punch at least one in the face which I then grabbed its head and bash it into something effectively knocking it out. Generally when I do this, there is only one monster which I have to do it to. When there more (such as the basement floor that is only a tunnel) I bash the first one into a wall, then kick any that get in my way as I run past them. The other occasion that was different in this dream is when I was on the sixth floor of the building, and I was ran into a pink monster somewhat similar to the blue one. This one was a female and I told her not to tell anyone I was there or I'd kill her. I then hid in the bathroom right beside where I found her. Monsters ran by and she let them continue along the sixth floor where they split off looking for me on different floors. I continued to hide in the bathroom waiting for stragglers to run by. Before I was fully sure I was able to escape, a pair of female monsters approach the one guarding me. She tried to convince them not to go into the bathroom, but the pair had just bought a house and wanted to talk about while pointing on how the bathroom at the house was different than the one they were used to which meant the one I was in. The first of the pair went in, and I hid behind the door. She just pointed at the tub, the toilet and sink while talking about things and left. However, the other one came in, turned on the light and closed the door behind her to talk about hooks on the door. As she was turning on the lights, I went to hide behind the towels. She saw my legs and she was frightened as she removed the towels. I pushed her out and bashed her head into the sink. I apologized to the one who guarded me as I punched her and bashed her head into the toilet. As I ran towards the opposite staircase, I pushed the first of the pair into the wall pretty hard dazing her enough not to realize who I was. The rest of the dream occurred as it generally does until the aforementioned lack of tunnel in the master bedroom.
I know that was a poor telling of what could be a very interesting story, but I had to get it out so that I don't think about it as I fall asleep. The strange thing that I realized when I woke up terrified with my heart racing is that most of the time when I wake up from a nightmare, I hear a door slam really hard nearby. After a while of being awake and frightened, my roommate walked in and said that he just went to the bathroom. I asked him if he had slammed the door and he said no since he knew I was asleep.I hope I am not hallucinating as that may become a problem very quickly.
On a separate note, I just realized that my LiveJournal is not spellchecking itself which makes me VERY irritated. And I fixed it. However, I do not intend to go back and erase the sentence even though this is not an edit. I never go back on my word(s).
In addition to all this, my overall feeling of emptiness is really getting to me. This is opposition to the accolades I am going to receiving soon. Maybe I just feel that everything is a step forward to the nothingness that consumes us all. Although, as I stated in the entry I keep editing, what we look forward to is a large swirling mass of souls. However, as we are not able to retain ourselves in that mass, it might as well be nothingness. The mean thought of it, however, is a bit reassuring as all I can look forward to is being connected with everyone.
I feel somewhat better now that I am looking forward to the death I ascribed...