Post Apocalypse Dream!
I've not talked about my dreams in a while. I've been having them, keeping an Evernote dream log, but I guess none of them seemed really worth the share. Till last night...
I dreamed about the apocalypse. Or, I guess, immediately after. It was one of those really, REALLY vivid dreams. First, I believe, I was in an apartment that I don't recognize but was "home" in the dream with my family. I was walking around with my period, trying to pack, bright red blood drops all over the floor. I remember there being make up displays in the hallway, ridiculously bright colors. I think this might have been apocalypse packing. I know mom, dad and Albie were there, and mom and dad were annoying me. The blood, I think, might have been on purpose. I couldn't be bothered with it. Just let me get this done.
We packed light and left, just started on the way, but there's a time shift, or a place or something and I'm not with my family anymore, I'm with some of my core mommy friends group. We ended up in a really nice highrise but I wanted to go back to our friends' apartment for my things. I remember walking through the overly decadent halls, trying to get back down to the ground floor. There were people everywhere. We still had power and there were working escalators. The concierges were still working too. There were tall white columns all around in the lobby. Sarah drove me back in a jeep and there was a colony in the apartment, and the apartment was HUGE, more like a mall store.
Golde was sitting at the entrance to the apartment, like regulating traffic or something. So when I got to the front of our old "apartment" she was there and she recognized me. In "before" dream time I'd apparently walked into a store and just walked out with 3 large black candles. I'd just confidently walked out and no one stopped me. When she gushed about my haul I told her as much. Walk around like you own the place and people will think you do. She let me right in.
There were a lot of things stockpiled there, almost all of a sudden. I remember a bright green sequined cabaret top and a pastel rainbow gossamer handkerchief top that caught my eye. There were rows and rows of racks with clothes hanging off of them, and shelves and shelves full of all manner of things, bead and baubles and things not really necessary in a post apocalyptic world. It made me think of a combo of gypsies and The Governor in the Walking Dead comic. I remember thinking even in the dream, wow, this is odd. This all sprung up here so FAST, like, inhumanly fast... how WEIRD.
I wandered all the way to the back and ended up talking to the leader guy. He let me look around but said if I wanted to take my things back out with me then I would need to take off my top while leaving. His wife was hovering nearby. I saw a Strawberry Shortcake journal with glitter stickers and started crying about Devin. I have no idea what her dream fate was, but I think they were tears of missing, not mourning. He said yeah, Adora's made him soft. That's when I spotted my bag, black with red piping. So I did find my backpack, still packed. I think some of my other things were there too.
Somewhere in that dream store/apartment combo was when I woke up. It was one of those dreams where you wake up REALLY tired because it was so intense, like you didn't get any restful sleep. It was so weird, really intense, and I'm sure FULL of symbolism and it just felt really... significant. So, there you have it. *bows*
I dreamed about the apocalypse. Or, I guess, immediately after. It was one of those really, REALLY vivid dreams. First, I believe, I was in an apartment that I don't recognize but was "home" in the dream with my family. I was walking around with my period, trying to pack, bright red blood drops all over the floor. I remember there being make up displays in the hallway, ridiculously bright colors. I think this might have been apocalypse packing. I know mom, dad and Albie were there, and mom and dad were annoying me. The blood, I think, might have been on purpose. I couldn't be bothered with it. Just let me get this done.
We packed light and left, just started on the way, but there's a time shift, or a place or something and I'm not with my family anymore, I'm with some of my core mommy friends group. We ended up in a really nice highrise but I wanted to go back to our friends' apartment for my things. I remember walking through the overly decadent halls, trying to get back down to the ground floor. There were people everywhere. We still had power and there were working escalators. The concierges were still working too. There were tall white columns all around in the lobby. Sarah drove me back in a jeep and there was a colony in the apartment, and the apartment was HUGE, more like a mall store.
Golde was sitting at the entrance to the apartment, like regulating traffic or something. So when I got to the front of our old "apartment" she was there and she recognized me. In "before" dream time I'd apparently walked into a store and just walked out with 3 large black candles. I'd just confidently walked out and no one stopped me. When she gushed about my haul I told her as much. Walk around like you own the place and people will think you do. She let me right in.
There were a lot of things stockpiled there, almost all of a sudden. I remember a bright green sequined cabaret top and a pastel rainbow gossamer handkerchief top that caught my eye. There were rows and rows of racks with clothes hanging off of them, and shelves and shelves full of all manner of things, bead and baubles and things not really necessary in a post apocalyptic world. It made me think of a combo of gypsies and The Governor in the Walking Dead comic. I remember thinking even in the dream, wow, this is odd. This all sprung up here so FAST, like, inhumanly fast... how WEIRD.
I wandered all the way to the back and ended up talking to the leader guy. He let me look around but said if I wanted to take my things back out with me then I would need to take off my top while leaving. His wife was hovering nearby. I saw a Strawberry Shortcake journal with glitter stickers and started crying about Devin. I have no idea what her dream fate was, but I think they were tears of missing, not mourning. He said yeah, Adora's made him soft. That's when I spotted my bag, black with red piping. So I did find my backpack, still packed. I think some of my other things were there too.
Somewhere in that dream store/apartment combo was when I woke up. It was one of those dreams where you wake up REALLY tired because it was so intense, like you didn't get any restful sleep. It was so weird, really intense, and I'm sure FULL of symbolism and it just felt really... significant. So, there you have it. *bows*