Dream
So, I had another epic dream last night that was really fun and confusing at the same time. Like the feeling evoked by the perpetual tilday attached to my cursor. My dream began with Megan and I deciding to host a party, and we just called a bunch of people and asked anyone we ran into in the street that looked cool to come by. We lived in NYC, but it was a very small NYC, and we had a cool brownstone that by the end of the movie turned into more of a nor-eastern town home.
We were biking around with supplies, and then all of a sudden I realize that I'm late for my own party/people started coming early. On top of that there is no door to my apartment. So, I'm climbing up the side of my building but I realize I can't haul myself up a vertical edge, so I swing around to the front, and it turns out we live above some really hipster coffee shop but for whatever reason, I still seem to have to swing my way up there on beams and ropes and shit. And then it's as though we live in a giant attic and the main floor of our apartment opens up to this coffee shop. Plus, Amanda lives with us now too, and she turns into my co-host rather than Megan and I'm thinking, when did this happen? Where's Megan?
So there are people everywhere and it's an awesome party and I'm talking to all these people (many of whom were dragged out from my memory of the 4th of July) and some girl that I knew in high school that was much younger than me is in my bedroom (where I'm trying to get ready for the party, I have to shower in Amanda's bathroom (she lives on the 3rd floor in her own mini-apartment) and the water is up to my ankles and it's so gross) and she tells me she's really sorry but she threw up in our apartment. So I ask her if she made it to the bathroom, because otherwise it really doesn't matter much and she says yes but then shortly afterward tells me she thinks it's all under a purse in Amanda's room and I decide not to tell Amanda but scold this girl.
So everyone's partying and having a great time and then all of a sudden we're all on the rooftop and all the buildings are really close together, like a sidewalk's width apart so it's hard to see between them and everyone's jumping around on all these other buildings. Suddenly I notice some of the people from the 4h FloCo bash are diving off our our roof and I'm like haha, you silly hipsters and your antics but in my head I'm like are you fucking kidding me? You'll hurt yourself. And then I look down and the buildings are filled to the top windows with mine and Amanda's clothes and they're just jumping on those and then I realize that all there is is the rooftops and the clothes and that the ground is totally gone, just canals of clothing getting jumped into. And I'm thinking how in the fuck do we have so much to wear?!
Part of the dream I'm palling around with a male friend that I'm hitting on very subtly and he's responding kind of but mostly confused and I'm like, shit! I'm coming on way too strong. Even in my dream I know that he's only there because I haven't had decent sex in over a year and I'm going to start losing my mind. But I do really like the guy so I calm down and talk to other people.
It was so fun and I kept flashing back to it all day. But so fucked up. I always having scary proportion/dimension/architectural fluctuation in my dreams, and everyone keeps interchanging in one role so I'm confused but at least this dream was a good part at the base of it.
So today I was exhausted from partying all night in my sleep.
We were biking around with supplies, and then all of a sudden I realize that I'm late for my own party/people started coming early. On top of that there is no door to my apartment. So, I'm climbing up the side of my building but I realize I can't haul myself up a vertical edge, so I swing around to the front, and it turns out we live above some really hipster coffee shop but for whatever reason, I still seem to have to swing my way up there on beams and ropes and shit. And then it's as though we live in a giant attic and the main floor of our apartment opens up to this coffee shop. Plus, Amanda lives with us now too, and she turns into my co-host rather than Megan and I'm thinking, when did this happen? Where's Megan?
So there are people everywhere and it's an awesome party and I'm talking to all these people (many of whom were dragged out from my memory of the 4th of July) and some girl that I knew in high school that was much younger than me is in my bedroom (where I'm trying to get ready for the party, I have to shower in Amanda's bathroom (she lives on the 3rd floor in her own mini-apartment) and the water is up to my ankles and it's so gross) and she tells me she's really sorry but she threw up in our apartment. So I ask her if she made it to the bathroom, because otherwise it really doesn't matter much and she says yes but then shortly afterward tells me she thinks it's all under a purse in Amanda's room and I decide not to tell Amanda but scold this girl.
So everyone's partying and having a great time and then all of a sudden we're all on the rooftop and all the buildings are really close together, like a sidewalk's width apart so it's hard to see between them and everyone's jumping around on all these other buildings. Suddenly I notice some of the people from the 4h FloCo bash are diving off our our roof and I'm like haha, you silly hipsters and your antics but in my head I'm like are you fucking kidding me? You'll hurt yourself. And then I look down and the buildings are filled to the top windows with mine and Amanda's clothes and they're just jumping on those and then I realize that all there is is the rooftops and the clothes and that the ground is totally gone, just canals of clothing getting jumped into. And I'm thinking how in the fuck do we have so much to wear?!
Part of the dream I'm palling around with a male friend that I'm hitting on very subtly and he's responding kind of but mostly confused and I'm like, shit! I'm coming on way too strong. Even in my dream I know that he's only there because I haven't had decent sex in over a year and I'm going to start losing my mind. But I do really like the guy so I calm down and talk to other people.
It was so fun and I kept flashing back to it all day. But so fucked up. I always having scary proportion/dimension/architectural fluctuation in my dreams, and everyone keeps interchanging in one role so I'm confused but at least this dream was a good part at the base of it.
So today I was exhausted from partying all night in my sleep.