Fever Dreams
I woke up sick. Some time passed. So Krissa sent me home from the shop because my head hurt and I was crying. Migrane's a bitch. You can't work through them. Anyways, I went home and went to sleep. This was my dream.
Cindy (my roommate) is cleaning our room. It's not actually our room, but I know its our room. So I think nothing of it and go to sleep.
I wake up. Cindy's gone, and Smoore (a friend of mine) is cleaning the room that isn't my room, but is. I ask why he's cleaning my room, and he says that Michael (my brother) is having Ashley (his girlfriend) and his parents come visit. (Note: Michael doesn't live in the same state as I do, and I'm pretty sure Smoore didn't know he existed until he reads this post.) I say, "Oh, my parents." Smoore laughs at me (meanly, not like, "hehe, obvious statement." NOT a Smoorish thing to do, but then neither is cleaning my room for my brother). I fall back asleep, but in a restless, slightly convulsing way.
I wake up just enough to hear Shaunessy (friend, I stage managed for him, my big for APO) say, "I guess just bye Smoore, cause it doesnt look like Rikki knows I'm here." I scoot over on my bed (shaking like crazy the whole time). Shaunessy gets in bed with me and holds me while I shake and try to talk (throughout the dream, I'm trying to say things and just can't get them out).
Eventually he and Smoore are gone (I don't know how) and I notice a bag Shaunessy left on the floor. In it is a hemp necklace with purple stars, two bags of ankle-high black socks with tiny Santa Clauses on them, and a red thong with something rediculous on the front. I think, "Sweet! Now I can go another day without doing laundry!" and go outside.
Outside nest to Aston Classrom, Julie Pope, Adelaide and Bob Skosky (friends) are sitting at a computor. Not a laptop, if I remember correctly. They say I look like shit and need to go home (I'm still shaking and trying to talk). I go home, get online and start talking to them. I start convulsing heavily. I pee in my chair. I feel better, realize what I did, pee in the bathroom, go look at my chair and go to bed.
This time, I wake up for real.
Cindy (my roommate) is cleaning our room. It's not actually our room, but I know its our room. So I think nothing of it and go to sleep.
I wake up. Cindy's gone, and Smoore (a friend of mine) is cleaning the room that isn't my room, but is. I ask why he's cleaning my room, and he says that Michael (my brother) is having Ashley (his girlfriend) and his parents come visit. (Note: Michael doesn't live in the same state as I do, and I'm pretty sure Smoore didn't know he existed until he reads this post.) I say, "Oh, my parents." Smoore laughs at me (meanly, not like, "hehe, obvious statement." NOT a Smoorish thing to do, but then neither is cleaning my room for my brother). I fall back asleep, but in a restless, slightly convulsing way.
I wake up just enough to hear Shaunessy (friend, I stage managed for him, my big for APO) say, "I guess just bye Smoore, cause it doesnt look like Rikki knows I'm here." I scoot over on my bed (shaking like crazy the whole time). Shaunessy gets in bed with me and holds me while I shake and try to talk (throughout the dream, I'm trying to say things and just can't get them out).
Eventually he and Smoore are gone (I don't know how) and I notice a bag Shaunessy left on the floor. In it is a hemp necklace with purple stars, two bags of ankle-high black socks with tiny Santa Clauses on them, and a red thong with something rediculous on the front. I think, "Sweet! Now I can go another day without doing laundry!" and go outside.
Outside nest to Aston Classrom, Julie Pope, Adelaide and Bob Skosky (friends) are sitting at a computor. Not a laptop, if I remember correctly. They say I look like shit and need to go home (I'm still shaking and trying to talk). I go home, get online and start talking to them. I start convulsing heavily. I pee in my chair. I feel better, realize what I did, pee in the bathroom, go look at my chair and go to bed.
This time, I wake up for real.