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| Dream Napkin by Fussbett 07/09/2008, 12:41am PDT | ||||
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First I want to apologize to Jerry Whorebach for flaunting the ease with which I not only visit coffee shops, but then keep the napkins like so much spoils of victory. I often wake up from dreams and think I don't need to document anything because it's so vivid. I'll never forget it. Thirty minutes of sleep later, it's gone forever of course. This time, despite the incredible life-changing vividness of this wild dream and that I remember thinking was "like a movie" I pushed myself to turn over to the night stand and write it down. I'd only need jot notes to jog my memory come morning... Come morning I can't remember a thing about this fucking dream even with the notes. The notes help me remember a 2 second snippet and that's it. - "zombies" There were zombies and I was stabbing them. - "movies" Characters from movies were coming to life. Captain Jack Sparrow was the only one I remember, and I haven't seen any of those Pirates movies. - "cutlass stall" I was driving my family's old Cutlass until it stalled. - "hit ceiling / dive into water" At one point I jumped (or hit a ramp?) while running (away?) and as is common for my dreams I went up into the atmosphere, but a new twist was that I hit the "ceiling" of the sky, like the end of The Truman Show. That began my descent where I finally splashed down into the ocean. I was OK. Useless! |
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Dream Napkin by 07/09/2008, 12:41am PDT  Cutlass, pirates, stabbing, Johnny Depp, ocean, splashing... by 07/09/2008, 2:10am PDT I'm happy to graduate to gay from childish. Sadly I think it's just childish. NT by 07/09/2008, 3:48am PDT Were there Dolphins? Dolphins would clinch it. NT by 07/09/2008, 4:57am PDT |
