nonsense dream
Not particularly nonsense, but I'm well aware one reader of this lonely LJ has expressed frustration towards my fascination with dreams.
I woke into the dream. I was in a pavilion tent outside of a strip club in the middle of nowhere. A full moon revealed the sleeping world to me now the strip club had shut off its neon lights hours ago.
Brief feeling of lucidity led me to enter my car and drive off. I stirred, opened my eyes and listened to my wife snoring next to me.
Another vignette began in a crowded motel room. People were packing up after a large party. I had to empty out my drawer of coins, dust, lint, and badges. Getting everything in order was of utmost importance to me.
When I did go outside, I kept driving away from the shopping plaza which was host to the motel. I kept going too far, never turning around. I'd always wind up getting lost on a strange road after taking a non-Euclidean exit ramp.
I woke into the dream. I was in a pavilion tent outside of a strip club in the middle of nowhere. A full moon revealed the sleeping world to me now the strip club had shut off its neon lights hours ago.
Brief feeling of lucidity led me to enter my car and drive off. I stirred, opened my eyes and listened to my wife snoring next to me.
Another vignette began in a crowded motel room. People were packing up after a large party. I had to empty out my drawer of coins, dust, lint, and badges. Getting everything in order was of utmost importance to me.
When I did go outside, I kept driving away from the shopping plaza which was host to the motel. I kept going too far, never turning around. I'd always wind up getting lost on a strange road after taking a non-Euclidean exit ramp.