Feb 25, 2009 13:55
During the course of sitting here in this random room in Herter, I've listened on and off to the lecture going on in the classroom across the hall. Now, since I'm not actually in the classroom, I have really no idea as to what his lecture is on, or even what subject he's trying to teach. But during the course of said lecture, he's referenced everything from something that happened during his high school years in the 1960's, the TV show Lost, and now he's veered off and gone on a tangent about Walmart. I'm a little confused as to what exactly he's trying to get at, but then again I don't actually need to know, so I suppose it's all for the best.
I had a dream last night where I was a character from a work of fiction. This has happened several times before, mind you. I wonder what it means, if I were to look it up in some kind of subconscious dream interpretation thing or another, to be a character other than yourself while dreaming. Still, it was something of a nightmare in the sense that I was being chased around by a kind of wolf-man type thing, which my mind equated with Beast from Beauty and the Beast. Naturally then, I was Belle. He was chasing me, and my plan was to run out in the backyard where my father would knock him out with a shovel, and things would be taken care of. In the dream I knew that we weren't going to kill him, but there was no logic behind the reason that he'd gone evil and was chasing me in the first place. Anyway, I was running around my house to the backyard through the snow, and he was gaining on me, and I shouted to my dad that I was ready, but he was nowhere to be seen, so I picked up the shovel myself and swung at him. I didn't actually hit him, but he collapsed in the snow, I guess temporarily not evil, and said that he loved me. Me, being Belle, replied that I loved him as well, and then he told me to run, because there wasn't much time left. Then I woke up. But still. What? Once again, a dream that would be a nightmare in the sense that I'm being chased by some kind of unknown evil, but my subconscious rectifies it by making him only temporarily evil, and therefore fixable. WTF, me?
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