Dreams
So I woke up this morning in tears.
It seems that two of the people living in my head (y'all who write stories, you know what I mean), who during my waking moments of more-or-less conscious control are two sweet, shy college freshman perhaps stumbling into a romantic relationship had decided to time-jump fifteen years into the future while I was asleep...
...and somehow transform themselves into the leader of a NSF-funded team experimenting with agricultural fertilizers AND a billionaire libertarian super-villain who kidnaps the team to keep their research from falling into the hands of the military weapons conglomerate secretly promoting it.
The principal fallout from this convoluted comic-strip plot was, of course, A Very Angsty Heartbreak Scene.
I don't mind that my subconscious make no sense. I do object to its penchant for cliched tropes from bad shojo manga.
It seems that two of the people living in my head (y'all who write stories, you know what I mean), who during my waking moments of more-or-less conscious control are two sweet, shy college freshman perhaps stumbling into a romantic relationship had decided to time-jump fifteen years into the future while I was asleep...
...and somehow transform themselves into the leader of a NSF-funded team experimenting with agricultural fertilizers AND a billionaire libertarian super-villain who kidnaps the team to keep their research from falling into the hands of the military weapons conglomerate secretly promoting it.
The principal fallout from this convoluted comic-strip plot was, of course, A Very Angsty Heartbreak Scene.
I don't mind that my subconscious make no sense. I do object to its penchant for cliched tropes from bad shojo manga.