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Strange Dreams
I'm getting up. Because I was having a dream that I didn't like at all.
Tonights dream was weird. I was at a con, which was awesome and shiny. My brain says it was Fanime.
Anyway... there were these people that we were rooming with. They were kakkoii and a little sneaky. Somehow they ended up offering us a job. Jess first and then me. I don't remember what Jess's entailed. but after a while it came out from someone in their group that my job pretty much entailed going to prison for the rest of my life in order to act as an agent for them inside.
I... didn't like that. So I ditched. Thinking: 'OK, we leave. It's probably all a joke anyway.'
Turns out, it wasn't. These people are seriously like... Yakuza or something.
I hear later that because we signed something, they're going to pull some contractual obligation bullshit on us. I'm not sure how ended up storming into their office/headquarters thing, I think it was easy because all the office employees were high on something. I remember that the office used to be front for drug dealing (maybe still was, and there was something about the cat being their receptionist. Anyway, I got in and tore up my contract, but I couldn't find Jess's. I had to go because they knew I was there. They let me get away to my car... or I managed to be fast enough. As i was driving away they were throwing rock at me. Big freaking rocks. Like baseball sized. I remember there also being a group of old ladies walking very slowly across the path of my car who were also obviously with the yakuza-whatevers, because they were throwing rocks too. In the ensuing running away, I got a bunch of the Yakuza-types clinging to my car and stuff and I remember that I pulled off a neat 360-degree turn just before I got to the con (the intersection looked like Prospect and Shields).
By the time I finally woke up, they were at the convention too, distributing some sort of flyer - whether to undermine me or to recruit more people to their stupidity, I don't know - and it was clear that they were still going to try to blackmail or force me into this. I also hadn't seen Jess since getting back to the con, so I was Worried. Unlike my dream from wednesday night, I really found this one disturbing and didn't feel like going back to sleep and letting it carry on.
Reading it now, it sounds a little Nikita-ish. Ironic that I find it so disturbing now.
On wednesday night I dreamed I was pregnant again (again because I've dreamed similar dreams to this multiple times before). This time I also had ovarian cancer. I knew that I wasn't financially or mentally prepared to have a child, but it was pretty clear this was my last chance (what with the cancer and all) and so I decided to try. I don't remember exactly the other circumstances were, and I know I had to get up for work and got interrupted while telling my family about it.
Stranger is that I'm pretty sure my significant other (I had one, sort of) was a woman... so I'm not sure how the pregnancy came about in the first place.
I wanted to keep exploring this dream, I remember a lot of conversation happening and it feeling good even though the circumstances weren't great. The dream itself didn't upset me.
I find vivid dreams that I remember to be particularly interesting because once in a long while I get an extremely powerful Deja-Vu flash and whatever it is is almost always something that I saw in a dream like this. Hence why both of these being somewhat 'bad' dreams upsets me. On the other hand, the yakuza dream felt a little like my childhood nightmare about my father and that never came to pass, nor anything similar enough to cause deja-vu. It was too over the top.
Anyway, time for being awaking now. Yep.
Tonights dream was weird. I was at a con, which was awesome and shiny. My brain says it was Fanime.
Anyway... there were these people that we were rooming with. They were kakkoii and a little sneaky. Somehow they ended up offering us a job. Jess first and then me. I don't remember what Jess's entailed. but after a while it came out from someone in their group that my job pretty much entailed going to prison for the rest of my life in order to act as an agent for them inside.
I... didn't like that. So I ditched. Thinking: 'OK, we leave. It's probably all a joke anyway.'
Turns out, it wasn't. These people are seriously like... Yakuza or something.
I hear later that because we signed something, they're going to pull some contractual obligation bullshit on us. I'm not sure how ended up storming into their office/headquarters thing, I think it was easy because all the office employees were high on something. I remember that the office used to be front for drug dealing (maybe still was, and there was something about the cat being their receptionist. Anyway, I got in and tore up my contract, but I couldn't find Jess's. I had to go because they knew I was there. They let me get away to my car... or I managed to be fast enough. As i was driving away they were throwing rock at me. Big freaking rocks. Like baseball sized. I remember there also being a group of old ladies walking very slowly across the path of my car who were also obviously with the yakuza-whatevers, because they were throwing rocks too. In the ensuing running away, I got a bunch of the Yakuza-types clinging to my car and stuff and I remember that I pulled off a neat 360-degree turn just before I got to the con (the intersection looked like Prospect and Shields).
By the time I finally woke up, they were at the convention too, distributing some sort of flyer - whether to undermine me or to recruit more people to their stupidity, I don't know - and it was clear that they were still going to try to blackmail or force me into this. I also hadn't seen Jess since getting back to the con, so I was Worried. Unlike my dream from wednesday night, I really found this one disturbing and didn't feel like going back to sleep and letting it carry on.
Reading it now, it sounds a little Nikita-ish. Ironic that I find it so disturbing now.
On wednesday night I dreamed I was pregnant again (again because I've dreamed similar dreams to this multiple times before). This time I also had ovarian cancer. I knew that I wasn't financially or mentally prepared to have a child, but it was pretty clear this was my last chance (what with the cancer and all) and so I decided to try. I don't remember exactly the other circumstances were, and I know I had to get up for work and got interrupted while telling my family about it.
Stranger is that I'm pretty sure my significant other (I had one, sort of) was a woman... so I'm not sure how the pregnancy came about in the first place.
I wanted to keep exploring this dream, I remember a lot of conversation happening and it feeling good even though the circumstances weren't great. The dream itself didn't upset me.
I find vivid dreams that I remember to be particularly interesting because once in a long while I get an extremely powerful Deja-Vu flash and whatever it is is almost always something that I saw in a dream like this. Hence why both of these being somewhat 'bad' dreams upsets me. On the other hand, the yakuza dream felt a little like my childhood nightmare about my father and that never came to pass, nor anything similar enough to cause deja-vu. It was too over the top.
Anyway, time for being awaking now. Yep.