I'm only sleeping...
Why do I always have strange dreams that make no real sense? Last night I had an interesting one.
It started out in a classroom or school library and there was me and a few others. I was listening to an mp3 player quite loudly (I had the headphones around my neck). There was a Beatles song playing. I want to say it was "In My Life", but I'm not 100% on that. It was definitely one from that era (Beatles For Sale, Help, Rubber Soul). Then "Love Shack" came on and one of the twins was there and wanted to listen to the song, so I put the headphones around his neck. My (favorite) high school Science/Physics teacher came walking in and started dancing to the song. As I took the headphones back and placed them on the desk in front of me I told him, "You would have loved it. [Previously mentioned Beatles song] was just on." He responded, "Oh, yeah?" and walked to the other side of the room.
Suddenly, I was at a party that was a regular occurrence and this guy walked up to me, slobbering drunk. Apparently, this was also a regular occurrence. I remembered the last two times and how a certain guy always dealt with him. Since that guy wasn't there, I took it upon myself. I lead the guy into a garage-like building. I was going to get him something to drink and eat but he had to pee first so he went to the bathroom. While he was peeing, with the door hanging wide open, mind you, a (light-skinned) black chick came in to talk to me. (I only mention her skin color because it plays a factor later.) The guy hears her and comes out to say hi, the whole time still peeing. He came over by me and peed on my leg. I yelled at him that he was peeing all over and told him to go back in the bathroom. Next thing I know, it jumps to later and me and the chick and the guy are all (naked) under a very cold shower in the corner of the room when someone walked in and sat down and started talking, seemingly unfazed by the fact that there were 3 naked shivering people who couldn't move because of him.
Suddenly it jumped to me and the chick and someone who was my mom in the dream (not my real mom) in a little building at a cemetery (not a mausoleum) near the grave of someone we knew. It was obviously Memorial day or Veterans day or something because there were a lot of people around the cemetery, especially in uniform. We looked over to these couple guys at a nearby grave. We didn't know them but we knew of them. Then they came over to our friend's grave and set some stuff down and we just looked at them. They were in uniform, but not modern uniforms. They looked more like WWII Nazi/American officer hybrid uniforms. Very strange. Somehow I KNEW they were Nazis. One of the guys, obviously the leader, looked up at me. All of us just looked at them, angry. They left without incident. Then we went all the way into the building and there was some police type guy, though he was more like FBI or CIA or one of those other acronyms. He was saying how they were after these specific Nazis because they were into some highly illegal stuff but they couldn't get any real evidence. I started forming an idea in my head, but didn't say anything.
Once again it jumped again. I was in a bookstore that I owned and the same chick was there working for me. In walks this hot black guy I was apparently dating. (Once again, skin color is mentioned for context.) We talked for a minute and he left again. The chick went to the store-room to get some stuff. Just then the Nazi guy who looked at me earlier came in and started talking to me about something. I was civil to him since he was being totally nice. Besides, I had my plan. He went back outside after a bit to his guys. I looked around and made sure we weren't going to be busy and headed out there and kind of flirted with him.
Next thing I know it's much later, like a few days or so. My arm kind of itched and I looked at my arm. There was some scarification or branding on my arm just below my wrist. It was just some round spots of different sizes in a specific pattern. Anyway, I went about my work and didn't say anything to anyone. The acronym guy and my "mom" were in the shop talking about the Nazis again. He was saying about how he really needed to get someone on the inside to bring these guys down. I sheepishly walked up to him and showed him my arm. He and my "mom" were visibly shocked. He asked me if I knew what I was doing. She screeched "How could you?" at me. After he realized I had my mind set on what I was doing, he sighed heavily and told me to be careful. Then he and my "mom" left so he could tell his superiors that he had a civilian on the inside. The bf came in then and I told him I had to talk to him. I pulled him off to the bathroom and he started kissing on me and feeling me up. I proceeded to tell him that we wouldn't be able to see each other and had to pretend like we didn't know each other for a little while while I did this thing. The entire time he kept doing what he was doing. He was okay with what I had said because he knew that I was doing needed done and I was set on doing it.
Next thing I know, I'm out in the shop and the Nazi guy comes in and starts talking to me about how "we like our youth to read things that are more [something]". I just listened and nodded, like I was going to look into it. The chick from before came in with some stock and he shut up and just looked at her disgusted. He had less of a problem with her because she worked for me and therefore was below me, but he still didn't like that she worked there. He never said any of this, but you could see it all in his look. When she left his look softened and he turned back to talk to me.
And that's all I remember. I don't know if it went on or stopped there.
It started out in a classroom or school library and there was me and a few others. I was listening to an mp3 player quite loudly (I had the headphones around my neck). There was a Beatles song playing. I want to say it was "In My Life", but I'm not 100% on that. It was definitely one from that era (Beatles For Sale, Help, Rubber Soul). Then "Love Shack" came on and one of the twins was there and wanted to listen to the song, so I put the headphones around his neck. My (favorite) high school Science/Physics teacher came walking in and started dancing to the song. As I took the headphones back and placed them on the desk in front of me I told him, "You would have loved it. [Previously mentioned Beatles song] was just on." He responded, "Oh, yeah?" and walked to the other side of the room.
Suddenly, I was at a party that was a regular occurrence and this guy walked up to me, slobbering drunk. Apparently, this was also a regular occurrence. I remembered the last two times and how a certain guy always dealt with him. Since that guy wasn't there, I took it upon myself. I lead the guy into a garage-like building. I was going to get him something to drink and eat but he had to pee first so he went to the bathroom. While he was peeing, with the door hanging wide open, mind you, a (light-skinned) black chick came in to talk to me. (I only mention her skin color because it plays a factor later.) The guy hears her and comes out to say hi, the whole time still peeing. He came over by me and peed on my leg. I yelled at him that he was peeing all over and told him to go back in the bathroom. Next thing I know, it jumps to later and me and the chick and the guy are all (naked) under a very cold shower in the corner of the room when someone walked in and sat down and started talking, seemingly unfazed by the fact that there were 3 naked shivering people who couldn't move because of him.
Suddenly it jumped to me and the chick and someone who was my mom in the dream (not my real mom) in a little building at a cemetery (not a mausoleum) near the grave of someone we knew. It was obviously Memorial day or Veterans day or something because there were a lot of people around the cemetery, especially in uniform. We looked over to these couple guys at a nearby grave. We didn't know them but we knew of them. Then they came over to our friend's grave and set some stuff down and we just looked at them. They were in uniform, but not modern uniforms. They looked more like WWII Nazi/American officer hybrid uniforms. Very strange. Somehow I KNEW they were Nazis. One of the guys, obviously the leader, looked up at me. All of us just looked at them, angry. They left without incident. Then we went all the way into the building and there was some police type guy, though he was more like FBI or CIA or one of those other acronyms. He was saying how they were after these specific Nazis because they were into some highly illegal stuff but they couldn't get any real evidence. I started forming an idea in my head, but didn't say anything.
Once again it jumped again. I was in a bookstore that I owned and the same chick was there working for me. In walks this hot black guy I was apparently dating. (Once again, skin color is mentioned for context.) We talked for a minute and he left again. The chick went to the store-room to get some stuff. Just then the Nazi guy who looked at me earlier came in and started talking to me about something. I was civil to him since he was being totally nice. Besides, I had my plan. He went back outside after a bit to his guys. I looked around and made sure we weren't going to be busy and headed out there and kind of flirted with him.
Next thing I know it's much later, like a few days or so. My arm kind of itched and I looked at my arm. There was some scarification or branding on my arm just below my wrist. It was just some round spots of different sizes in a specific pattern. Anyway, I went about my work and didn't say anything to anyone. The acronym guy and my "mom" were in the shop talking about the Nazis again. He was saying about how he really needed to get someone on the inside to bring these guys down. I sheepishly walked up to him and showed him my arm. He and my "mom" were visibly shocked. He asked me if I knew what I was doing. She screeched "How could you?" at me. After he realized I had my mind set on what I was doing, he sighed heavily and told me to be careful. Then he and my "mom" left so he could tell his superiors that he had a civilian on the inside. The bf came in then and I told him I had to talk to him. I pulled him off to the bathroom and he started kissing on me and feeling me up. I proceeded to tell him that we wouldn't be able to see each other and had to pretend like we didn't know each other for a little while while I did this thing. The entire time he kept doing what he was doing. He was okay with what I had said because he knew that I was doing needed done and I was set on doing it.
Next thing I know, I'm out in the shop and the Nazi guy comes in and starts talking to me about how "we like our youth to read things that are more [something]". I just listened and nodded, like I was going to look into it. The chick from before came in with some stock and he shut up and just looked at her disgusted. He had less of a problem with her because she worked for me and therefore was below me, but he still didn't like that she worked there. He never said any of this, but you could see it all in his look. When she left his look softened and he turned back to talk to me.
And that's all I remember. I don't know if it went on or stopped there.