wierded out.
jesus crap, my dreams have been fucked up lately. it's always the ones that happen between when i wake up in the morning around ten, go back to sleep, and get up around noon. the last couple of days have involved elevators. not a good sign? anyways, here's some highlights:
-i walk into a rickety looking elevator in a run-down highrise with two grandpas. i need to get to the ninth floor. the two men push their respective buttons, and then brace themselves against the elevator walls. i'm confused, until the elevator takes off, full speed, racing to the top floor and then plummets back to the lobby. they look at me and say "sometimes it takes a few tries".
-i run out the doors of a huge building, and, standing a few feet from the sidewalk of the busy street, watch as a young man runs from the building carrying a ketchup bottle. he runs up to what looks like a ice cream truck, sets his ketchup bottle down on the sidewalk, and waits as a man emerges from the truck with a large barrel of ketchup. he fills up the young man's ketchup bottle. they look at each other, nod their heads and say "see you tomorrow".
-me and a small fat boy are in a boarding school that appears to look like a regular public school. we walk down a hallway and out two swinging doors. in front of us is about three feet of grass and then a slowly curving slope. naturally we jump down it. then we realize we have to get back up it. someone's at the top screaming at us for abandoning him and whenever we reach the top he kicks us back down. he gets distracted by someone behind us and we run for it. we try to take the elevator, but it has shoddily written signs made out of cardboard saying "sorry, these aren't quite done yet". we make it out to the street, and start to run, and then are suddenly on bikes. the small fat boy rides up to something on someone's front lawn. it's a note written on cardboard that's been cut into strips. put together it says "sorry for yelling at you".
-i'm with a girl named shawna, a slightly overweight guy, and another skinny guy who is only ever partially in my sight. we are running all over, in between cottage-type houses that are separated by large patches of grass. i'm wearing a long puffy cotton skirt with red flowers on it. there's a small apple tree surrounded by a white picket fence. naturally, we jump the fence, start ripping the apples off it and start chucking them at each other. afterwards i found shawna's watch lying the grass. i'm about to call to her when i realize it's actually my own watch.
-i'm in a strange, big city visiting with the rest of my high school class for our prom. we are all wandering around a section of town when we come upon a crowded shop filled with students who are all in town for their proms. when we go inside, it's full of people getting genital piercings. the walls are lined with piercers, and in front of each is a white ceramic sink. i pull out a toothbrush and brush my teeth. nobody seems phased.
i know there are more, but i can't remember all the details.
-i walk into a rickety looking elevator in a run-down highrise with two grandpas. i need to get to the ninth floor. the two men push their respective buttons, and then brace themselves against the elevator walls. i'm confused, until the elevator takes off, full speed, racing to the top floor and then plummets back to the lobby. they look at me and say "sometimes it takes a few tries".
-i run out the doors of a huge building, and, standing a few feet from the sidewalk of the busy street, watch as a young man runs from the building carrying a ketchup bottle. he runs up to what looks like a ice cream truck, sets his ketchup bottle down on the sidewalk, and waits as a man emerges from the truck with a large barrel of ketchup. he fills up the young man's ketchup bottle. they look at each other, nod their heads and say "see you tomorrow".
-me and a small fat boy are in a boarding school that appears to look like a regular public school. we walk down a hallway and out two swinging doors. in front of us is about three feet of grass and then a slowly curving slope. naturally we jump down it. then we realize we have to get back up it. someone's at the top screaming at us for abandoning him and whenever we reach the top he kicks us back down. he gets distracted by someone behind us and we run for it. we try to take the elevator, but it has shoddily written signs made out of cardboard saying "sorry, these aren't quite done yet". we make it out to the street, and start to run, and then are suddenly on bikes. the small fat boy rides up to something on someone's front lawn. it's a note written on cardboard that's been cut into strips. put together it says "sorry for yelling at you".
-i'm with a girl named shawna, a slightly overweight guy, and another skinny guy who is only ever partially in my sight. we are running all over, in between cottage-type houses that are separated by large patches of grass. i'm wearing a long puffy cotton skirt with red flowers on it. there's a small apple tree surrounded by a white picket fence. naturally, we jump the fence, start ripping the apples off it and start chucking them at each other. afterwards i found shawna's watch lying the grass. i'm about to call to her when i realize it's actually my own watch.
-i'm in a strange, big city visiting with the rest of my high school class for our prom. we are all wandering around a section of town when we come upon a crowded shop filled with students who are all in town for their proms. when we go inside, it's full of people getting genital piercings. the walls are lined with piercers, and in front of each is a white ceramic sink. i pull out a toothbrush and brush my teeth. nobody seems phased.
i know there are more, but i can't remember all the details.