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clevermanka) wrote2006-07-18 09:20 am
clevermanka) wrote2006-07-18 09:20 am
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Kept in the dark
I had a very creepy dream last night.
Jemira--hi, Jemira! Are you reading this? Sorry I don't allow anonymous comments anymore--and I were walking through a church (a big one--like a cathedral) and it was almost completely dark. There were small, dim spots of light, but they didn't illuminate the area at all. I was holding Jemira's hand and my free hand (the left one) was feeling along the wall for landmarks (apparently I knew the area really well). We were trying to get away from someone. Of course I bumped into a piece of furniture and it made a scratching noise on the floor. We started running and I was hoping I would feel the door when we came upon it. The next thing I knew (I think I woke myself up and then let myself fall back into the dream, starting it outside the church) we were outside and it was darker than dark. You know that dark out in the woods when it's a new moon? That sort of dark. No light even from stars. Just crazy dark. We were trying to find our way to the car. We were on the KU campus, only it was all a park area--no roads. I knew my car was up the hill, near the Chi-O fountain, and we were down near Potter Lake (for those of you unfamiliar with KU campus, that is about a quarter mile and up a steep hill). We were still fleeing whomever, and we ran across some guy (a very hot Middle Eastern looking guy for those of you keeping track of details. How I could tell in the dark, I have no clue, but eh--dreams). We told him we were trying to get away from someone and he agreed to walk us to my car. We got in the car and drove away, but even my headlights made very little difference. It was still so incredibly dark I could barely see to drive. We agreed it probably wasn't a good idea to go anywhere else and made the decision to go straight home.
At that point, I woke up (it was exactly 2:00 a.m.) and went to my front and back doors to make sure they were locked and bolted.
I'm not one for looking at meaning behind dreams. IMO, they're just brain poop. But I so rarely remember dreams that I try to record them when I can, because they're usually doozies. Maybe it was my subconscious trying to dump out my most current Blue Fugue.
Spa pedicure and studio run-through for CotK this evening. Nothing like getting a little good with the bad, eh?
Jemira--hi, Jemira! Are you reading this? Sorry I don't allow anonymous comments anymore--and I were walking through a church (a big one--like a cathedral) and it was almost completely dark. There were small, dim spots of light, but they didn't illuminate the area at all. I was holding Jemira's hand and my free hand (the left one) was feeling along the wall for landmarks (apparently I knew the area really well). We were trying to get away from someone. Of course I bumped into a piece of furniture and it made a scratching noise on the floor. We started running and I was hoping I would feel the door when we came upon it. The next thing I knew (I think I woke myself up and then let myself fall back into the dream, starting it outside the church) we were outside and it was darker than dark. You know that dark out in the woods when it's a new moon? That sort of dark. No light even from stars. Just crazy dark. We were trying to find our way to the car. We were on the KU campus, only it was all a park area--no roads. I knew my car was up the hill, near the Chi-O fountain, and we were down near Potter Lake (for those of you unfamiliar with KU campus, that is about a quarter mile and up a steep hill). We were still fleeing whomever, and we ran across some guy (a very hot Middle Eastern looking guy for those of you keeping track of details. How I could tell in the dark, I have no clue, but eh--dreams). We told him we were trying to get away from someone and he agreed to walk us to my car. We got in the car and drove away, but even my headlights made very little difference. It was still so incredibly dark I could barely see to drive. We agreed it probably wasn't a good idea to go anywhere else and made the decision to go straight home.
At that point, I woke up (it was exactly 2:00 a.m.) and went to my front and back doors to make sure they were locked and bolted.
I'm not one for looking at meaning behind dreams. IMO, they're just brain poop. But I so rarely remember dreams that I try to record them when I can, because they're usually doozies. Maybe it was my subconscious trying to dump out my most current Blue Fugue.
Spa pedicure and studio run-through for CotK this evening. Nothing like getting a little good with the bad, eh?