Some nights, it doesn't pay to go to bed
Last night was bad. Was either too warm or too cold, kept tossing and turning, and when I did sleep, I had nightmares.
Thankfully, I don't often have bad dreams, but these were doozies. First one, Mb and I were going somewhere in my car (odd enough, since she usually drives), when we drove under an arch where there was a pothole. (It was some subdivision that had fancy arches at the entrance and exit. We were exiting.) The pothole crumbled, and the whole car dropped straight down into the aquifer.
The water was only a few feet deep, thank god, but it still covered the car. I got out, but there was no sign of Mb, and I was afraid she hadn't been able to get her door open. She finally surfaced, and we stood there in the water, hoping someone would come to rescue us soon, because we were about 20 feet underground, and there was no way we could climb back up.
Another dream, something about being at a theme park-mall (?), being separated from who I'd gone with, which was Mb, her folks, and Doc Bizarre (? IDK where my sub-c get this shit from, I swear I don't). I stopped at a snack counter and ordered burgers for us, but left the area because of obnoxious kids before the order was ready and wandered around.
Found Doc, and Mb and her folks showed up. Everybody was hungry, and I said I'd taken care of it and I'd go get our burgers---that was all I'd gotten, burgers, because they were theme park-priced---but I couldn't find the reciept. I remembered putting it in my purse, but it was gone. (That's the only part of this one that I can figure out, because GK emailed me last night about a reciept for something, then emailed again a little later to say never mind---TG, because it was long gone.)
I had to turn all my cell phones off, because I found out there was a plan to blow something up using one of my cell phones as a trigger, and frame me. I didn't know which one, and I couldn't call anyone to warn them, because that might set it off. One time I hit the wrong button and it started dialing and I was frantic, trying to disconnect. At this point in my life, I have three phones and I may be watching too much Person of Interest....
There was a snipet with William Lucking as special guest star, although I think it was as his character from Sons of Anarchy, but earlier, when he was my age. There was serious stuff going on with SAMCRO, but I was only an old lady, so I didn't know what. There was also something about him giving me red licorice, which I'm occasionally in the mood for, although I much prefer black. Also? He was short. Shorter than me, and I *know* that's not right: IMDb lists him as 6'5"! Short or not, this dream was definitely the pick of the litter!
There was something about bullying, about being back at the grade school I went to, and these two kids, a boy and a girl, who were being teased by a bigger boy. I ran him off. I was self-satisfied, but when I turned back, the victims had vanished---his friends had hauled them off. The corridor was deserted, and I could hear the girl screaming way off in some distant area of the building.
Also at that school, but I'm not sure if it was the same dream, there was a long tunnel (There actually WAS a tunnel at the school, but that was between two buildings---this went away from the school, out under the street.) I was heading up the tunnel toward the school, where there was some kind of event going on. A girl and two guys passed me going the other way, and she said all I needed was a certain pair of shoes to complete my look. I looked down, and I had on a dark green cable-knit sweater and a navy blue pencil skirt. I was slender, and they looked really good on me, I thought.) Not sure what shoes I was wearing, but I wasn't sure if she'd been dissing my wardrobe or not.
There may have been more, but this is all I can remember. And that's bad enough.
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Thankfully, I don't often have bad dreams, but these were doozies. First one, Mb and I were going somewhere in my car (odd enough, since she usually drives), when we drove under an arch where there was a pothole. (It was some subdivision that had fancy arches at the entrance and exit. We were exiting.) The pothole crumbled, and the whole car dropped straight down into the aquifer.
The water was only a few feet deep, thank god, but it still covered the car. I got out, but there was no sign of Mb, and I was afraid she hadn't been able to get her door open. She finally surfaced, and we stood there in the water, hoping someone would come to rescue us soon, because we were about 20 feet underground, and there was no way we could climb back up.
Another dream, something about being at a theme park-mall (?), being separated from who I'd gone with, which was Mb, her folks, and Doc Bizarre (? IDK where my sub-c get this shit from, I swear I don't). I stopped at a snack counter and ordered burgers for us, but left the area because of obnoxious kids before the order was ready and wandered around.
Found Doc, and Mb and her folks showed up. Everybody was hungry, and I said I'd taken care of it and I'd go get our burgers---that was all I'd gotten, burgers, because they were theme park-priced---but I couldn't find the reciept. I remembered putting it in my purse, but it was gone. (That's the only part of this one that I can figure out, because GK emailed me last night about a reciept for something, then emailed again a little later to say never mind---TG, because it was long gone.)
I had to turn all my cell phones off, because I found out there was a plan to blow something up using one of my cell phones as a trigger, and frame me. I didn't know which one, and I couldn't call anyone to warn them, because that might set it off. One time I hit the wrong button and it started dialing and I was frantic, trying to disconnect. At this point in my life, I have three phones and I may be watching too much Person of Interest....
There was a snipet with William Lucking as special guest star, although I think it was as his character from Sons of Anarchy, but earlier, when he was my age. There was serious stuff going on with SAMCRO, but I was only an old lady, so I didn't know what. There was also something about him giving me red licorice, which I'm occasionally in the mood for, although I much prefer black. Also? He was short. Shorter than me, and I *know* that's not right: IMDb lists him as 6'5"! Short or not, this dream was definitely the pick of the litter!
There was something about bullying, about being back at the grade school I went to, and these two kids, a boy and a girl, who were being teased by a bigger boy. I ran him off. I was self-satisfied, but when I turned back, the victims had vanished---his friends had hauled them off. The corridor was deserted, and I could hear the girl screaming way off in some distant area of the building.
Also at that school, but I'm not sure if it was the same dream, there was a long tunnel (There actually WAS a tunnel at the school, but that was between two buildings---this went away from the school, out under the street.) I was heading up the tunnel toward the school, where there was some kind of event going on. A girl and two guys passed me going the other way, and she said all I needed was a certain pair of shoes to complete my look. I looked down, and I had on a dark green cable-knit sweater and a navy blue pencil skirt. I was slender, and they looked really good on me, I thought.) Not sure what shoes I was wearing, but I wasn't sure if she'd been dissing my wardrobe or not.
There may have been more, but this is all I can remember. And that's bad enough.
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