And on a related note...

[elektro_static]

Her: So, tell me about this dream you had.

Me: I dunno, it was kinda... weird.

Her: That's okay, it's probably not as bad as you think.

Me: Well... okay. *tales of the Wanderer in the World of Meat*

Her: ಠ_ಠ

Me: I warned you.

Her: And... how did this make you feel?

Me: Like it would make one hell of a movie.

Comments

[anglepoiselamp]

That would make a great movie! Kind of like a remake of The Blob, only better.

I'm glad I've never had to explain my dreams and nightmares in any great detail to a therapist or such. Like the one about being stuck in a ship's cargo hold with mountainous piles of rotting corpses dead from the plague, or the one about the baby-eating demon, or the one where I get my entrails ripped out by giant sea serpents or... well, you get the gist of it. :/

[elektro_static]

No one has ever tried to decipher my dreams. I get the feeling it's because it'd be like reading the pop-up version of the Necronomicon: you get about three pages in and whoops, I've gone insane, la de dah de dah.