Dream-me is considerate
I don't normally remember my dreams but I had 3 odd ones in a row this week...
1: dreamt I was going seriously bald on top, but I still had long, flowing locks elsewhere. I looked like former children's BBC wildlife presenter Terry Nutkins. Not a good look.
2: dreamt there was some new iphone gadget, a tiny cube of metal that could detach and be moved through the air entirely telekinetically. The husband of a friend from university had one and I had a go; I lost control and promptly shot it through his brain, killing him instantly. Interestingly, it was late at night and I decided not to wake her immediately with the news so she would, at least, get some sleep (since it was a fair bet that she wouldn't get any sleep after receiving the news). Dream-me is considerate like that.
3: dreamt that I'd somehow cracked a tooth all the way through but couldn't get away from whatever I was doing in my dream to take care of it (think I was planning to glue it back in place). Unfortunately I couldn't stop poking and prodding at it with my tongue, so it fell off.
Apparently my subconsciousness is worried about getting older and not being able to keep up with technology... o_O
1: dreamt I was going seriously bald on top, but I still had long, flowing locks elsewhere. I looked like former children's BBC wildlife presenter Terry Nutkins. Not a good look.
2: dreamt there was some new iphone gadget, a tiny cube of metal that could detach and be moved through the air entirely telekinetically. The husband of a friend from university had one and I had a go; I lost control and promptly shot it through his brain, killing him instantly. Interestingly, it was late at night and I decided not to wake her immediately with the news so she would, at least, get some sleep (since it was a fair bet that she wouldn't get any sleep after receiving the news). Dream-me is considerate like that.
3: dreamt that I'd somehow cracked a tooth all the way through but couldn't get away from whatever I was doing in my dream to take care of it (think I was planning to glue it back in place). Unfortunately I couldn't stop poking and prodding at it with my tongue, so it fell off.
Apparently my subconsciousness is worried about getting older and not being able to keep up with technology... o_O