only in my dreams
It was Disaster Night at Lisa's Dreamland Megaplex.
I dreamed I was notified of a death in the family, but my relatives weren't competent enough to properly give me the name of the person who had died.
I dreamed that my body was covered with creatures: tiny monkeys, spiders, a snake wrapped more and more tightly below my right knee. A good friend, along with someone from work I've barely spoken to in real life, painstakingly removed every clinging animal while the other people in the room looked on with mild interest
For some tension-breaking comic relief, I dreamed I was the victim of the world's most pathetic hate crime. An angry man threw submarine sandwiches from the other side of the room, his missiles falling short by yards. All he succeeded in doing was ruining his own lunch and those of his annoyed fellow diners.
I dreamed we left the sandwich shop and got into the car. While I was only halfway in, the car began rolling down a hill. I clung to the roof as the car flipped end over end. When it came to a stop right-side up at the bottom, we were all miraculously unscathed, but badly shaken.
I can still evoke the feeling of the snake's coils cutting off my circulation.
I dreamed I was notified of a death in the family, but my relatives weren't competent enough to properly give me the name of the person who had died.
I dreamed that my body was covered with creatures: tiny monkeys, spiders, a snake wrapped more and more tightly below my right knee. A good friend, along with someone from work I've barely spoken to in real life, painstakingly removed every clinging animal while the other people in the room looked on with mild interest
For some tension-breaking comic relief, I dreamed I was the victim of the world's most pathetic hate crime. An angry man threw submarine sandwiches from the other side of the room, his missiles falling short by yards. All he succeeded in doing was ruining his own lunch and those of his annoyed fellow diners.
I dreamed we left the sandwich shop and got into the car. While I was only halfway in, the car began rolling down a hill. I clung to the roof as the car flipped end over end. When it came to a stop right-side up at the bottom, we were all miraculously unscathed, but badly shaken.
I can still evoke the feeling of the snake's coils cutting off my circulation.