Afternoon-mare
I had the worst dream I'd had in a long time. I'd awakened earlier, having gotten far too little sleep (especially after a grueling-awesome workout yesterday and work all day all weekend). I was annoyed and almost resigned to waking up and yet again being listless for another day until bedtime, but Sam tickled my back. Immediately I was calm again, as usual, but I didn't think I was going to fall back asleep. Especially when, after about an hour, I was still awake.
Then all of a sudden I was dream-waking. I thought it was real. I was waking up to Sam's mom opening our door. We were doing exactly what we were really doing - him tickling my back, me naked and trying to sleep - and she was just poking her head in quite rudely to "make sure [we] were awake." I got pissed off in the dream but then fell back asleep.
I woke up, or regained consciousness without opening my eyes. Something was strange though. The fan sounded very loud, very close, and it felt like I was lying on something plastic. In my sleep, I had gotten up and lay down on the ground right in front of the fan in our room. I stood up, startled, and Sam was awake, doing what he was actually doing, and when I asked what was going on, he said, "oh you do that all the time." I hadn't known about this, and was disturbed, but I got back on the bed and fell asleep.
The scenarios got more unrealistic from there.
The next time I woke up, I was in the middle of a scenario. I was in the kitchen of my old house, standing in front of the sink, with Sam standing behind me. I was talking to him, but then when I turned around, it was Daniel. Suddenly I realized I was in the past, and Daniel was my boyfriend, and I got scared and wanted to get back to Sam but didn't know how. Then I thought, oh god, what if this was reality and Sam was my dream. I tried not to think that way but I thought, this is all so real, I just don't know. I started crying hysterically and thought, there must be something I can do about this, it can't have been a dream, I was so happy. That was my greatest happiness and it can't just be gone. I went upstairs to say something to my mom, and she was up there, but so were a ton of other people I didn't recognize, and they were all in my old room watching a movie. I didn't want to interrupt so I left the room and fell asleep again.
The next time I woke up, I was awake also and with Evan. And I got even more scared because I thought, oh god, no that was all a dream but this isn't; I'm still with Evan and Sam was still a dream and what if that's true, now I've realized that I don't want to be with Evan and I have to get away from him now. So I tried to run away, but we were in a street. I saw a bike that was his bike and I got on it and tried to ride away. But the brakes were manual and they were on one of the pedals that was too low for my short arms to reach. So eventually I crash-landed behind a bus. My first thought was to get on, so I did. Evan got on too though. I don't remember what happened now, except that I resigned myself to being near him even though he'd chased me angrily and freaked me out, and then I think I fell asleep, because it was a long ride.
I woke up again, this time on campus. It was the future, and I had no idea how I'd gotten there. But I had friends or something, whom I didn't recognize, but followed them anyway. I looked up to see an aurora, and a grid in the night sky, and stars, and also the internet - it was projected onto the sky and was an interface, like a touch screen without the screen. I didn't try to work it. I followed the people and cried, terrified of what was to come, what the next dream would be.
Then I woke up, and have been degrees of freaked-out ever since.
Then all of a sudden I was dream-waking. I thought it was real. I was waking up to Sam's mom opening our door. We were doing exactly what we were really doing - him tickling my back, me naked and trying to sleep - and she was just poking her head in quite rudely to "make sure [we] were awake." I got pissed off in the dream but then fell back asleep.
I woke up, or regained consciousness without opening my eyes. Something was strange though. The fan sounded very loud, very close, and it felt like I was lying on something plastic. In my sleep, I had gotten up and lay down on the ground right in front of the fan in our room. I stood up, startled, and Sam was awake, doing what he was actually doing, and when I asked what was going on, he said, "oh you do that all the time." I hadn't known about this, and was disturbed, but I got back on the bed and fell asleep.
The scenarios got more unrealistic from there.
The next time I woke up, I was in the middle of a scenario. I was in the kitchen of my old house, standing in front of the sink, with Sam standing behind me. I was talking to him, but then when I turned around, it was Daniel. Suddenly I realized I was in the past, and Daniel was my boyfriend, and I got scared and wanted to get back to Sam but didn't know how. Then I thought, oh god, what if this was reality and Sam was my dream. I tried not to think that way but I thought, this is all so real, I just don't know. I started crying hysterically and thought, there must be something I can do about this, it can't have been a dream, I was so happy. That was my greatest happiness and it can't just be gone. I went upstairs to say something to my mom, and she was up there, but so were a ton of other people I didn't recognize, and they were all in my old room watching a movie. I didn't want to interrupt so I left the room and fell asleep again.
The next time I woke up, I was awake also and with Evan. And I got even more scared because I thought, oh god, no that was all a dream but this isn't; I'm still with Evan and Sam was still a dream and what if that's true, now I've realized that I don't want to be with Evan and I have to get away from him now. So I tried to run away, but we were in a street. I saw a bike that was his bike and I got on it and tried to ride away. But the brakes were manual and they were on one of the pedals that was too low for my short arms to reach. So eventually I crash-landed behind a bus. My first thought was to get on, so I did. Evan got on too though. I don't remember what happened now, except that I resigned myself to being near him even though he'd chased me angrily and freaked me out, and then I think I fell asleep, because it was a long ride.
I woke up again, this time on campus. It was the future, and I had no idea how I'd gotten there. But I had friends or something, whom I didn't recognize, but followed them anyway. I looked up to see an aurora, and a grid in the night sky, and stars, and also the internet - it was projected onto the sky and was an interface, like a touch screen without the screen. I didn't try to work it. I followed the people and cried, terrified of what was to come, what the next dream would be.
Then I woke up, and have been degrees of freaked-out ever since.