So as I predicted, sleeping resolved some of my downage and I feel much better today. Also, talking for a long time with
pyromageone helped, and even though after she logged off there was no one listening to my show, broadcasting on my radio station helped immensely too. Then
incarnate came home (finally!) and read a chapter to me out of American Gods and then we went to sleep.
All in all it was a nice night.
Still, I overslept this morning and in my rush to get out of the house I left my cell phone at home. This is especially important to
razrangel who is supposed to meet me for lunch today. Email me, hon, or call me at work... (562 491 4119) Thanks.
Many of you know I am prone to vivid dreams. Most of these dreams tell long, interesting, and convoluted stories that I could write out as a novel if I took the time to do so. Lately that hasnt been the case. Rather, I am dreaming, but the dreams jump from scene to scene with no real story and they are very disjointed and make little sense.
For example, last night I dreamed that I went to Bats Day at Disneyland and only about 12 goths showed up.
incarnate was not there, nor was anyone else I knew. The organizer (i've forgotten his name) started coming on to me and I ended up sleeping with him, but not until after I let him shave my legs... *shrug* Then I was in a parking garage with
incarnate and
timcrall and some other folks I knew and we were trying to get back to our car (a black cadillac like my old car), so we went down the hallway we'd come through before, and someone said we should go through this door and then there would be a stairwell, and then another door and we were there... but I said no, it wouldn't work that way now that we were going the opposite way that we were before...so we went through the door anyway, and down the stairwell, and through the other door, and found ourselves on a grass and moss covered cliff overlooking the parking garage some distance away. Below us was a sewer opening and water was splashing out. The cliffside was soft and crumbly with moisture, but I found a relatively non-steep spot and slid down half way on my heels. Tim was the next to follow me.... later some people were trying to run me over and I was trying to fight them off with a firehose.... and then i was in the car with the firehose and a bunch of the same people from the parking garage scene, and we were going out driving, but it was raining so hard everything was flooded. But inspite of the rain there was a big fire in a field and all these birds were on fire and they were like bird-shaped ash in the wind, and we drove around to the other end of the field where there was normally a stream and now it was all flooded out but people were swimming in it and my sister was swimming in it and I found a Transformers poster, the kind they hang at the movie theatre, the big vinyl ones, but it was all faded from being out in the elements. While we were at the stream I went walking down the stream bed and saw a man walk through a wall. I went to the wall and found that every few moments it became a portal instead of a wall, and i managed to get through and found myself in a cloak room with cloaks of different colors and celtic designs on them. I put on a purple cloak and went through another door out into the world.
The end.
Um.
Yeah.
So, this is further proof I'm crazy? :)