||[Jan. 30th, 2005|09:55 pm]
Sleep Waking: A Dream Discussion and Interpretati
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so I had this weird and crazy dream that actually freaked me out. Now normally I have pretty crazy dreams, but they never scare me. Even the dreams I have had about vampires and being a vampire never left me with a feeling of fear and in that way I would not call them nightmares. well, I had one, and it would figure my nightmare is about something normal and not scary!
it starts out with me being an "investigator" and I am riding in a police car with my superior. He is large and smug. he is wearing a dark demin almost purple button-up shirt. His tie was yellow and rectangular and had a green stripe dwon the left side, on it was a depiction of micky and pluto being small and cute. Well, in the car I remember distinct hatred for the guy and I couldn't remember why. He drives back and forth between these fenced-in deserts , and there are prisoners behind the fences. Finally he got out of the car, and I found my client... a blond girl. She was supposed to wait inside this building while I take the car through a "car wash." Then I realized that the guy had done something to the windows so that they wouldn't go up. Then I realized that the soap was poisioned and I had to get out of the car. So I jumped out, and there were more cars coming towards me, but they all had their tires off and sitting in or on the cars, and I kept having to jump and climb over poles and bars and was fairly certain that if the poison didn't kill me, the onslaught of cars would. well, I finally got out and ran inside and tried to explain to the blond and one of my associated who was with her (a tall brunette) that he was trying to kill me. They looked at me as if I were crazy. (at this point I was scratched abd bruised, disheveled and bloody, a mess to say the least) And then I heard laughter behind me. I turned both knowing and dreading what I would find there.
"Now why would I do a thing like that?" he laughed.
My stomach sank, this was hopeless. I felt hopeless, weak. but I wasn't ready to give up yet. "You don't even believe in what we are fighting for!" I screamed. and then he laughed and grabbed my bottom and presumed to tickle me. I screamed and tried to get away but I couldn't. The women didn't help. They evn turned their heads. Finally I broke away. I turned on the guy.
"I hate you!" I screamed as I slapped him across the face. But it did nothing to him. My hand slid across his face as if his face were made of rubber. I was confused and angry. Then I outbursted. I picked up something, (my lanyard with my keys and wallet in it) and began swinging it at him, and this had an effect, I cut him and hurt him. I swung it over and over.
And then my phone rang and I woke up...
I was freaked!