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tirsdenMy fortune cooking for the day is, "That special someone may be simply waiting for you."
Last night I had the weirdest dream, it would have been cooler if it made more sense. Either way, the start of it was hazy but somewhere along the lines I remember being at someone's house. I didn't know the people who lived there, but they weren't currently home and my parents and kid sibblings did know the people. I think my little sister may have been a friend of one of the girls there.
I found this girl's room and noticed that the door on her bird cage had been forcibly removed (I'm thinking by the bird, but it's possible someone hadn't closed it right). The bird happened to be in the cage at that moment, and so here I am trying to get this weird cage door back in place. I didn't have much luck, and the bird escaped again. I lost track of it, and began searching under piles of stuff for it, being as I couldn't see it out anywhere and the room was a mess.
As I'm looking through this junk I notice that there is a hamster loose as well. I'm thinking, how irresponsible can this person be? The hamster was a lot smaller than mine (or Alyssa's for that matter) and had white and muted orange/brown fur. I caught it and lost it several times as I was trying to find something suitable to put it in. All the boxes I found either were falling apart or didn't have lids or anything to close them with.
Alyssa had been around at this point I think, and had mentioned that the girl didn't even have a cage for her hamster. She left for some reason, and Dad showed up and found a very small box, barely bigger than the hamster, and said this was what the girl had been keeping the hamster in. Eventually I think I found a hamster ball to put him in, and things get hazy after that.
I remember an incline with nicely mowed grass, running along and down from a paved road above. I'm near the bottom of the incline on some more grass and beyond that is a dense forest. Dad is there. And I think a SWAT team?
The next part I remember well is that I had been kidnapped by some sort of secret government organization. I had been whisked away to some weird secret base and forced to go through all kinds of weird things, like what I later assumed was being measured for some sort of clothing. At the time, I wondered if they were measuring me for a coffin or funeral attire (a formal suit came to mind specifically). They used this long wooden ruler, and did odd things with my arms which hurt in the dream, like making fists with my hands and putting them under my underarms (think "chicken dance"). I'm not sure why it hurt so bad in the dream... I'm not THAT inflexible.
They also stuck this big, red, wooden ball in my mouth, telling me that it was some sort of preparation for the dental cleaning I would be getting. That hurt, and I think I chipped a tooth although I hoped it was only a bad section of plaque that had come off. At this point it was clear to me for whatever reason (perhaps they told me) that I would never be going back to the life I had known. Apparently I had done something horrible or inexcusable, or they thought I had, and that I would be going through some kind of forced training to eventually do dirty work assignments for this organization. Like assassinations.
The next part I remember involved being in the dentistry area waiting for my turn. The office looked the part, more or less, like a real dentist's lab or a hospital room. I remember talking to the doctors/dentists and nurses, but I really don't remember about what until I asked them about using the restroom. They looked at me blankly, like there was no possible reason they would have a restroom on site. Apparently there wasn't one. I remember thinking how inconvenient that had to be for actual employees and that it was a stupid idea. Although it made me wonder just what sort of people I was around... had something weird been done to them?
Next I remember being in a big room with two walls composed entirely of glass windows. It was dark outside. The other two walls held the door I had been led through and I think there was a TV on the other one, with people gathered around watching it. Everyone was in their pajamas, and there were various raised areas converted into beds, as well as a lot of floor with people camped out. Apparently these were all people in various stages of this forced training business. I would guess that truly advanced trainees were probably not in this room.
It was going to be time for bed shortly, and I had a sleeping bag on the floor beside one of the "beds," which in turn was by some of the glass wall. There were three people on this bed thing with a bunch of blankets and some pillows. One guy reminds me of Stefan (from my homeless shelter experience) and I'm thinking it really was him, the lady next to him (in the middle) was probably derived from something I saw on TV last night, and the other guy on the right was a surfer dude kind of person (blonde, and the whole accent business). I started talking to these people, trying to find out more about what was going on. I remember asking them, "What does the media or whoever is in charge tell the general public when someone like us just disappears all of a sudden?" The Stefan guy immediately said, "Died," as I was suggesting "held in custody indefinitely." They said "Possibly" to my idea but the look in their eyes said that such a thing probably didn't happen.
They also mentioned that if I thought this part was bad, just wait till the surgeries hit. Meep! But somehow I already knew this was a possibility, maybe through things people had said earlier, that or I've seen a few too many movies where such things go on (Resident Evil 2 would be the most recent). Somewhere throughout this conversation I ended up on the bed with these people, and then lights out was called (I think, that or they decided it was time to sleep). They were suddenly very wild, rearranging the blankets and such that I got all tangled up in legs and arms and sheets for a moment. I managed to extract myself and returned to my sleeping bag wondering what was up with them. I remember seeing little personal items on/around my sleeping bag as I returned, but I'm not sure what they were (and why I would have them in a place like this?).
Here the dream changes some SERIOUS gears, although the thought of my being kidnapped continues. However, I was no longer myself, as if the person I had been up to this point became another character who had vanished mysteriously and nobody could find. The dream was now set in the time and story of The Three Musketeers (the older version starring Michael York), and I was d'Artagnan! I had just received a letter with word about the disappearance of my love interest (the old me LOL). There was nothing new to tell, except that it seemed like the girl had dropped off the planet, she had vanished so fast and utterly.
I think I had been travelling, and was now close to where my Musketeer buddies were (all true to the same movie) and so I found them and told them what had happened. They seem to find it hard to believe that someone could just "fall off the planet like that," to quote Porthos. I think it was he who continued, "But how could she leave her friends? Her family? Her guild!?" (d'Artagnan's love interest had apparently been a thief, I'm thinking she either was or looked like the girl in the book Street Magic by Tamora Pierce, sort of asian street rat dressed in clothing that hinted of India).
Athos, I think, asked, "Doesn't her father have any word about her whereabouts?" The messenger who had sent the letter to me had stayed with me, and he said "Her father has vanished completely as well."
The rest is rather hazy, and shortly thereafter I woke to the sound of Darcy running his little butt off in his hamster wheel. I got up and spent an hour writing this in my latest dream notebook, and then attempted to go back to sleep (it was 4:30am by this point). I only mention this because something that's only happened a couple of times happened as I fell asleep. I felt like I was actually falling, or maybe passing out, but it was so odd because it was like my eyelids got really tight and it felt like my head was going backwards into darkness. I'm probably just obsessing over something silly, but I don't know if it's normal for people to know when they are falling asleep like that. I know it's not normal for me!
Yes yes, enough with the weirdness, this is already long enough. Time for me to go de-stink myself and get to crackin' out emails and journal postings >8)
Last night I had the weirdest dream, it would have been cooler if it made more sense. Either way, the start of it was hazy but somewhere along the lines I remember being at someone's house. I didn't know the people who lived there, but they weren't currently home and my parents and kid sibblings did know the people. I think my little sister may have been a friend of one of the girls there.
I found this girl's room and noticed that the door on her bird cage had been forcibly removed (I'm thinking by the bird, but it's possible someone hadn't closed it right). The bird happened to be in the cage at that moment, and so here I am trying to get this weird cage door back in place. I didn't have much luck, and the bird escaped again. I lost track of it, and began searching under piles of stuff for it, being as I couldn't see it out anywhere and the room was a mess.
As I'm looking through this junk I notice that there is a hamster loose as well. I'm thinking, how irresponsible can this person be? The hamster was a lot smaller than mine (or Alyssa's for that matter) and had white and muted orange/brown fur. I caught it and lost it several times as I was trying to find something suitable to put it in. All the boxes I found either were falling apart or didn't have lids or anything to close them with.
Alyssa had been around at this point I think, and had mentioned that the girl didn't even have a cage for her hamster. She left for some reason, and Dad showed up and found a very small box, barely bigger than the hamster, and said this was what the girl had been keeping the hamster in. Eventually I think I found a hamster ball to put him in, and things get hazy after that.
I remember an incline with nicely mowed grass, running along and down from a paved road above. I'm near the bottom of the incline on some more grass and beyond that is a dense forest. Dad is there. And I think a SWAT team?
The next part I remember well is that I had been kidnapped by some sort of secret government organization. I had been whisked away to some weird secret base and forced to go through all kinds of weird things, like what I later assumed was being measured for some sort of clothing. At the time, I wondered if they were measuring me for a coffin or funeral attire (a formal suit came to mind specifically). They used this long wooden ruler, and did odd things with my arms which hurt in the dream, like making fists with my hands and putting them under my underarms (think "chicken dance"). I'm not sure why it hurt so bad in the dream... I'm not THAT inflexible.
They also stuck this big, red, wooden ball in my mouth, telling me that it was some sort of preparation for the dental cleaning I would be getting. That hurt, and I think I chipped a tooth although I hoped it was only a bad section of plaque that had come off. At this point it was clear to me for whatever reason (perhaps they told me) that I would never be going back to the life I had known. Apparently I had done something horrible or inexcusable, or they thought I had, and that I would be going through some kind of forced training to eventually do dirty work assignments for this organization. Like assassinations.
The next part I remember involved being in the dentistry area waiting for my turn. The office looked the part, more or less, like a real dentist's lab or a hospital room. I remember talking to the doctors/dentists and nurses, but I really don't remember about what until I asked them about using the restroom. They looked at me blankly, like there was no possible reason they would have a restroom on site. Apparently there wasn't one. I remember thinking how inconvenient that had to be for actual employees and that it was a stupid idea. Although it made me wonder just what sort of people I was around... had something weird been done to them?
Next I remember being in a big room with two walls composed entirely of glass windows. It was dark outside. The other two walls held the door I had been led through and I think there was a TV on the other one, with people gathered around watching it. Everyone was in their pajamas, and there were various raised areas converted into beds, as well as a lot of floor with people camped out. Apparently these were all people in various stages of this forced training business. I would guess that truly advanced trainees were probably not in this room.
It was going to be time for bed shortly, and I had a sleeping bag on the floor beside one of the "beds," which in turn was by some of the glass wall. There were three people on this bed thing with a bunch of blankets and some pillows. One guy reminds me of Stefan (from my homeless shelter experience) and I'm thinking it really was him, the lady next to him (in the middle) was probably derived from something I saw on TV last night, and the other guy on the right was a surfer dude kind of person (blonde, and the whole accent business). I started talking to these people, trying to find out more about what was going on. I remember asking them, "What does the media or whoever is in charge tell the general public when someone like us just disappears all of a sudden?" The Stefan guy immediately said, "Died," as I was suggesting "held in custody indefinitely." They said "Possibly" to my idea but the look in their eyes said that such a thing probably didn't happen.
They also mentioned that if I thought this part was bad, just wait till the surgeries hit. Meep! But somehow I already knew this was a possibility, maybe through things people had said earlier, that or I've seen a few too many movies where such things go on (Resident Evil 2 would be the most recent). Somewhere throughout this conversation I ended up on the bed with these people, and then lights out was called (I think, that or they decided it was time to sleep). They were suddenly very wild, rearranging the blankets and such that I got all tangled up in legs and arms and sheets for a moment. I managed to extract myself and returned to my sleeping bag wondering what was up with them. I remember seeing little personal items on/around my sleeping bag as I returned, but I'm not sure what they were (and why I would have them in a place like this?).
Here the dream changes some SERIOUS gears, although the thought of my being kidnapped continues. However, I was no longer myself, as if the person I had been up to this point became another character who had vanished mysteriously and nobody could find. The dream was now set in the time and story of The Three Musketeers (the older version starring Michael York), and I was d'Artagnan! I had just received a letter with word about the disappearance of my love interest (the old me LOL). There was nothing new to tell, except that it seemed like the girl had dropped off the planet, she had vanished so fast and utterly.
I think I had been travelling, and was now close to where my Musketeer buddies were (all true to the same movie) and so I found them and told them what had happened. They seem to find it hard to believe that someone could just "fall off the planet like that," to quote Porthos. I think it was he who continued, "But how could she leave her friends? Her family? Her guild!?" (d'Artagnan's love interest had apparently been a thief, I'm thinking she either was or looked like the girl in the book Street Magic by Tamora Pierce, sort of asian street rat dressed in clothing that hinted of India).
Athos, I think, asked, "Doesn't her father have any word about her whereabouts?" The messenger who had sent the letter to me had stayed with me, and he said "Her father has vanished completely as well."
The rest is rather hazy, and shortly thereafter I woke to the sound of Darcy running his little butt off in his hamster wheel. I got up and spent an hour writing this in my latest dream notebook, and then attempted to go back to sleep (it was 4:30am by this point). I only mention this because something that's only happened a couple of times happened as I fell asleep. I felt like I was actually falling, or maybe passing out, but it was so odd because it was like my eyelids got really tight and it felt like my head was going backwards into darkness. I'm probably just obsessing over something silly, but I don't know if it's normal for people to know when they are falling asleep like that. I know it's not normal for me!
Yes yes, enough with the weirdness, this is already long enough. Time for me to go de-stink myself and get to crackin' out emails and journal postings >8)
