Oct 03, 2005 20:38
lesson of last night: never spend the night in the bin and expect to leave the next day
all the other vivid, strange dreams of the weekend ended in one this morning that was as clear as a movie. it had plot, though the plot was weak at best since i figured out what was going to happen by the end of the dream even though i woke up before the proper end of the dream.
i was with a friend from highschool, a casual friend that i haven't thought of in years, and we were going on some sort of long term road trip. we decided, very early in the trip, possibly day one, to stop in and see her mom. her mom was a doctor or therapist at a big mental hospital, and apparently we thought it would be a good idea to spend the night in one of the rooms, expecting to leave in a day or so. we said hi to her mom then they let us in and had one of the less crazy crazies lead us to a room in E wing or F wing. we went through a elementary school sized cafeteria/media room where lots of people were doing small projects. i made eye contact with one woman because she looked familiar but we kept walking. we walked down a hallway that seemed narrow for a hospital, but about 4 or 5 feet wide nonetheless. a young guy got in my way on purpose trying to start trouble. i said "you look familiar" i can't remember what he said, but he wouldn't move out of the way so i grabbed his skinny shoulders, said "you look familiar" again and spun him to the side so i could walk by.
this next scene happened a few times i think, in a few different ways, my dreams have a tendency of rewinding and replaying from different angles.
we were in a room with two girls, one was named dyanna. she was one of the crazies but she wasn't dangerous. some random conversation occurred that i can't remember, at this point it was becoming clear that any person watching this would know that we weren't going to be able to leave. for some reason there was a mistake and we were considered patients now.
the scene rewound and now we were in the room with "dyanna" and a guy i knew a few months ago. dyanna left the room for a few hours, and i talked with the guy. i was worried about him being there because i didn't think it was right for him to be wasting his time. he was "looking for himself" and he thought this was the best place to start. we realized that dyanna had been gone for a few hours and my friend rushed off to find her. i was going to go with her, but i stayed behind to comfort the guy and try to convince him that if this was something he had to do, then fine, but it didn't seem healthy, it didn't seem like he was helping himself by being there.
then before i could finish the dream and before all the complexities of trying to escape the hospital my alarm went off.
i'm absolutely positive of the meaning behind my conversation with the guy, though i won't divulge that here. it has a lot of things that i'm holding back from saying to someone because it wouldn't change a thing.
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