how come I end up where I started?
I had two very strange dreams. Actually, I feel like it was a night full of strange dreams, yet can only remember one very well.
So I think this was LOST related, but the only person I remember in it is Desmond. There was a pier/stone fortress by the sea, and a woman was standing on it with her child. The little girl needed medicine and the mother was giving it to her. In the background there's a guy drowning and Desmond goes out to save him, and the woman and her child are completely oblivious. The weird thing is that the scene in the foreground happened in chronological order and Desmond in the background was in reverse. Not directly in reverse but more like Desmond's flashes had a bit to do with it. The guy drowned and THEN Desmond saved him, and in my mind I knew that wasn't supposed to happen/had not happened originally. I don't know.
The other dream I don't remember too well. Michael and the number three (maybe just sets of three instead of 3s) sound familiar for it.
UGH
Now I have to whip up some breakfast and bullshit my Greek worksheet. I swear if the Philosophy grad students start asking inane questions (don't even get me started on their lyre debate from last time), I WILL choke a bitch.
So I think this was LOST related, but the only person I remember in it is Desmond. There was a pier/stone fortress by the sea, and a woman was standing on it with her child. The little girl needed medicine and the mother was giving it to her. In the background there's a guy drowning and Desmond goes out to save him, and the woman and her child are completely oblivious. The weird thing is that the scene in the foreground happened in chronological order and Desmond in the background was in reverse. Not directly in reverse but more like Desmond's flashes had a bit to do with it. The guy drowned and THEN Desmond saved him, and in my mind I knew that wasn't supposed to happen/had not happened originally. I don't know.
The other dream I don't remember too well. Michael and the number three (maybe just sets of three instead of 3s) sound familiar for it.
UGH
Now I have to whip up some breakfast and bullshit my Greek worksheet. I swear if the Philosophy grad students start asking inane questions (don't even get me started on their lyre debate from last time), I WILL choke a bitch.