weird dreams
I've been having some crazy weird dreams lately.
Two nights ago, I dreamt about some oceanic islands that were actually floating ziggurauts which had internal plumbing meant to carry not water, but red wine. The natives also had a solid concept of explosives and legos.
Last night, I dreamt that my dad and I were leaving the Livingston mall and he had parked alllll the way toward the back of the lot and we came upon a family that had stuffed 2 of their children in the trunk of their car along with a pit bull that was gnawing mercilessly on the little boy's arm. Meanwhile the mother was shouting insults and the father was slapping the litle girl and pressing a lit cigarette butt to the little boy's skin. Their toddler was wandering through the parking lot. I tried calling 911 but the person on the other end wasn't an operator but a low-energy secret service agent. I couldn't seem to impress the importance of the situation on him. I was crying and my dad was trying to reason with this horrendous set of parents. Later in my dream, I turned to my father and said, "that really happened right? You were there too. I wasn't dreaming?" and he turned to me and replied, "No. Unfortunately, you weren't dreaming." Later in my dream-day, I went to the hospital to see a coworker who was pregnant. She was about to give birth. The nurses were overworked but kind. I was standing at the front desk when two tall, fidgety black men entered and asked for my coworker's room number. The nurses told them where she could be found and sent them on their way.
Something about that made me nervous. I told them they should have escorted them and did either of them know what coworker's husband/boyfriend looks like? How do you know that that guy is who he says he is? They didn't ask for id or anything. The nurses then freaked out and chased the two men back out. One was carrying a large 2-handled black bag. It turned out the men had stolen a bunch of medication and also had guns.
Two nights ago, I dreamt about some oceanic islands that were actually floating ziggurauts which had internal plumbing meant to carry not water, but red wine. The natives also had a solid concept of explosives and legos.
Last night, I dreamt that my dad and I were leaving the Livingston mall and he had parked alllll the way toward the back of the lot and we came upon a family that had stuffed 2 of their children in the trunk of their car along with a pit bull that was gnawing mercilessly on the little boy's arm. Meanwhile the mother was shouting insults and the father was slapping the litle girl and pressing a lit cigarette butt to the little boy's skin. Their toddler was wandering through the parking lot. I tried calling 911 but the person on the other end wasn't an operator but a low-energy secret service agent. I couldn't seem to impress the importance of the situation on him. I was crying and my dad was trying to reason with this horrendous set of parents. Later in my dream, I turned to my father and said, "that really happened right? You were there too. I wasn't dreaming?" and he turned to me and replied, "No. Unfortunately, you weren't dreaming." Later in my dream-day, I went to the hospital to see a coworker who was pregnant. She was about to give birth. The nurses were overworked but kind. I was standing at the front desk when two tall, fidgety black men entered and asked for my coworker's room number. The nurses told them where she could be found and sent them on their way.
Something about that made me nervous. I told them they should have escorted them and did either of them know what coworker's husband/boyfriend looks like? How do you know that that guy is who he says he is? They didn't ask for id or anything. The nurses then freaked out and chased the two men back out. One was carrying a large 2-handled black bag. It turned out the men had stolen a bunch of medication and also had guns.