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Dream fragments 1/19
Jan. 19th, 2011 11:48 amFragments of dreams. These were dissipating even as I woke up but I held on to what I could.
-Walking at night under a railroad trestle with a former LJ friend whom I haven't spoke to in about two years and whom I've never met and her boyfriend. I was carrying a can of motor oil. Everyone was apparently supposed to bring a can. The woman and the boyfriend were arguing because he had brought a bunch of extra cans. She was insisting that everyone was supposed to bring theirs so extras weren't necessary. He was saying that he knew a bunch of people were going to forget theirs so that's why he brought extra.
-I was a man working in some kind of office. It looked like the store I work in, but laid out as an office. I was hearing this character's biography in my mind about how he attended some cabaret-style event every Friday and planned to do so for the rest of his life.
-Alternating "shots" of the trainyard and the office, hearing the man's thoughts about gay rights or wondering if he might be gay. At one point in the trainyard I was me again, walking with the woman and I asked her how her boyfriend was.
-Shot of a 80's video game cabinet scene. On it was playing a game similar to Centipede. This was juxtaposed with the sound of a woman singing what sounded like a jingle for a girl's toy commercial. I only remember the words "...and have a lovely tea time!"
This is the second time in a week I have dreamed about centipedes in some form.
-Walking at night under a railroad trestle with a former LJ friend whom I haven't spoke to in about two years and whom I've never met and her boyfriend. I was carrying a can of motor oil. Everyone was apparently supposed to bring a can. The woman and the boyfriend were arguing because he had brought a bunch of extra cans. She was insisting that everyone was supposed to bring theirs so extras weren't necessary. He was saying that he knew a bunch of people were going to forget theirs so that's why he brought extra.
-I was a man working in some kind of office. It looked like the store I work in, but laid out as an office. I was hearing this character's biography in my mind about how he attended some cabaret-style event every Friday and planned to do so for the rest of his life.
-Alternating "shots" of the trainyard and the office, hearing the man's thoughts about gay rights or wondering if he might be gay. At one point in the trainyard I was me again, walking with the woman and I asked her how her boyfriend was.
-Shot of a 80's video game cabinet scene. On it was playing a game similar to Centipede. This was juxtaposed with the sound of a woman singing what sounded like a jingle for a girl's toy commercial. I only remember the words "...and have a lovely tea time!"
This is the second time in a week I have dreamed about centipedes in some form.
