time for jeamland
normally when i sleep i don't remember any of my dreams longer than 20 seconds after i awake, but thursday night's one is still with me.
i dreamt of trying to get to the toilet in my flatmate's old house so i could empty my bladder...
my subconscious had seen fit not only to bestow the bathroom with a table, but to also place about 5 young cats of various different colours/markings in its immediate vicinity. the cats, which were milling around in an excited manner, caught my attention and meant that i didn't notice the snake until i was almost right on top of it.
it was quite large and most definitely hostile. i wasn't sure whether it was venomous, although its aggressive demeanour was sufficient to drive me back out into the hallway, after my attempts at creeping round it proved unsuccessful.
....
returning to the bathroom, painfully aware of my bladder, the first thing apparent to me was the increase in the rooms cat population, now up to 7 or 8. they noticed me at the doorway and some of them tried climbing my legs sinking their claws into my trousers to support themselves.
the pain of their claws piercing my skin was familiar; the kittens we'd had in coventry had enjoyed playing the exact same game... as those memories fluttered through my head i finally noticed the snake sliding silently towards me across the floor.
i only just managed to leap out of the path of its strike as the fucker tried to bite me! my hasty retreat back to the safety of the landing signaled both the end of my dream, and, much to my annoyance, my return to the land of the conscious. the burning need to take a piss the only constant in both worlds.
i dreamt of trying to get to the toilet in my flatmate's old house so i could empty my bladder...
my subconscious had seen fit not only to bestow the bathroom with a table, but to also place about 5 young cats of various different colours/markings in its immediate vicinity. the cats, which were milling around in an excited manner, caught my attention and meant that i didn't notice the snake until i was almost right on top of it.
it was quite large and most definitely hostile. i wasn't sure whether it was venomous, although its aggressive demeanour was sufficient to drive me back out into the hallway, after my attempts at creeping round it proved unsuccessful.
....
returning to the bathroom, painfully aware of my bladder, the first thing apparent to me was the increase in the rooms cat population, now up to 7 or 8. they noticed me at the doorway and some of them tried climbing my legs sinking their claws into my trousers to support themselves.
the pain of their claws piercing my skin was familiar; the kittens we'd had in coventry had enjoyed playing the exact same game... as those memories fluttered through my head i finally noticed the snake sliding silently towards me across the floor.
i only just managed to leap out of the path of its strike as the fucker tried to bite me! my hasty retreat back to the safety of the landing signaled both the end of my dream, and, much to my annoyance, my return to the land of the conscious. the burning need to take a piss the only constant in both worlds.