Lloyd Dobbler says...?
In beverly hills...brohams and my family. Im there first, but find them close to a lifetime fitness, in some mall. We talk for awhile, and realize we stand out because we're wearing scarves and coats. We leave, and head to this guys house supposedly. I didnt pack any bags...so we are going to go home. First we get to the house though...we climb some stairs, and then this ladder...we all start climbing, and im second to last, mel is behind me. WE climb really high, like 10 stories, and i realize it just then...how high we are. All of the sudden there is no one above me and the ladder starts shaking...it falls apart and i fall. Then theres a whole bunch of cars on a race track hitting each other for a few minutes.
I found this buried on my computer somewhere. I remember typing it a year or so ago. It was this "intense" dream, and right when I woke, I had to get it down. It's pretty funny, and makes me feel right at home.
Here's another from sometime.
On a frozen lake, summertime somehow. The ice was really thin and melting. I'm alone at first, it's night. I start to run towards shore and start to sink in like a bog. I fall through, it's black, but I opened my eyes to find ME, in my old house with my old friends. I was surrounded, and they seemingly were waiting for me to wake up. I ran, but the front door wasn't where I remembered. Four girls cornered me and stabbed me one by one with fake looking swords...the ones magicians use on those coffin tricks. I bled a lot, and moved in slow motion. The swords were in me, and I remember thinking "don't take them out, I may bleed to death". Well, I got outside...it was bright. I sat down in the middle of the yard. A car was there, and I hoped it was my friends. I fell backwards, forcing the swords in deeper. Wake up.
That one was a bit more scarring.
I found this buried on my computer somewhere. I remember typing it a year or so ago. It was this "intense" dream, and right when I woke, I had to get it down. It's pretty funny, and makes me feel right at home.
Here's another from sometime.
On a frozen lake, summertime somehow. The ice was really thin and melting. I'm alone at first, it's night. I start to run towards shore and start to sink in like a bog. I fall through, it's black, but I opened my eyes to find ME, in my old house with my old friends. I was surrounded, and they seemingly were waiting for me to wake up. I ran, but the front door wasn't where I remembered. Four girls cornered me and stabbed me one by one with fake looking swords...the ones magicians use on those coffin tricks. I bled a lot, and moved in slow motion. The swords were in me, and I remember thinking "don't take them out, I may bleed to death". Well, I got outside...it was bright. I sat down in the middle of the yard. A car was there, and I hoped it was my friends. I fell backwards, forcing the swords in deeper. Wake up.
That one was a bit more scarring.