; Dreams

Just your basic dream journal. I will attempt to record all of my dreams here, no matter how mundane or humiliating they may be.
Keep in mind, I wake up and crawl to the computer and write these before coffee, tea or anything so yeah, they're a mess. Enjoy.

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Friday, January 16, 2009

the dream team is in the house

Dreamt last night that Jsin had put up the video he shot at The Science Comedy Show which I'm keen to see. But when I woke up, still no video.

A few nights ago I dreamt that I was going to Burning Man with someone and it was quite a trek getting there. We flew into some middle of nowhere town and were tying to figure out how to go the rest of the way when I realized we were close enough that EVERYONE around us would be going so we joined a huge throng of hippie types hitchin' on the side of the road.

Way back I had one I really should've written down and in fact really thought I had.
So I'm sleeping at my brother's house in his room which already makes me feel weird and then I have this dream and in the dream I'm in just that same bed and I realize Bryna's been kidnapped. I'm very unhappy. There is an Indian woman there and she knows something about it (This was the day after all the horrible violence in Mumbai.) I really want Bryna back so I punch the lady in the face and then I tell here that I will hit her again and "break her face" if she doesn't tell me where Bryna is. My brother John doesn't approve but he knows why I'm freaking out. He suggests we look at the surveilence tapes. ?!?! Tapes?! So, we do, apparently there are cameras all over the house and the camera in the room I was sleeping in was smart enough tto follow the kidnappers who came into the room and lead Bryna out as I continued sleeping. I see their hideout and I realize the geeky guy who operates the security room has a picture of the hideout on his desktop. I ask him where the picture is, he tells me, we get ready to go.
I'm going to go full guns a blazing. I'm ready to KILL. My mom calls to tell me not to act brashly. She doesn't know Bryna's been kidnapped she just knows I'm upset about something and prone to acting brash. I start to tell her about Bryna but then I blink my eyes open for a minute. There is Bryna, sleeping next to me. I'm not sure if I'm awake or still in the dream. I actually think for a minute that I need to call my mom but I start to put together that it was a dream. I have a hard time shaking the bad image of punching the lady in the face. I hug Bryna and try to go back to sleep.


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