Dec 02, 2009 07:19
Had a rather disturbing dream about half an hour ago. It woke me up and I immediately had to see if it was real or had actually happened.
It hadn't, thank God. And I'm not even sure why it was disturbing as it was. I mean, I don't know the guy, personally, but when watching Lord of the Rings (especially the extended editions and the appendices) you kinda fall in love with the guy, and so if I was upset by Liam Neeson's wife's passing, and by Patrick Swayze's, then I would naturally be close to crying about Elijah Wood's.
I don't remember how it happened in the dream. It was just something I remembered remembering during the dream. It was mentioned on the news when I passed through the living room; a sort of commemorative thing, I think, talking about how his friends and family were getting on now that it had been a few weeks. He'd broken his neck, I remember that part distinctly, but I can't remember how, exactly. Skiing/ snowboarding accident? He was climbing a mountain? Car accident? I honestly can't recall. I know it was on the news report.
Well, anyway, there's the single part of an enormous, unrelated dream that woke me up. Hope it's not prophetic.
And now that I've said that: it won't be. Unless Murphy decides to be more of an arse than usual.
I'm going to go and read me some slash to make myself feel better.
dream,
life