Friday, March 05, 2004
Monday, March 01, 2004
Hmm... dreams...
On the retreat last night:
I dreamt there was a ghost hovering over Mark Geyser, an evil spirit ready to consume him. I was scared.
Then I swore there was a black cat jumping from dresser to dresser and walking all over the beds in our cabin.
I also had various times when I was half awayk and half dreaming, and horrible things were happening, though I don't remember any of them specifically. I just wanted to open my eyes to prove that it wasn't true, but couldn't.
There was also a dream about trying to keep someone out of a house, and protecting some girl by doing so. The person trying to get in was also female, but knife-weilding. This part may have been inspired by the Fox and the Hound - ask me how.
In the past weeks, I've had some other weird dreams, though I think they're slipping from memory.
I remember one in which Charlie, my puppy, starred. I was with my sister in a dusty plain in a parking lot near a church. We were listening to music together in a car, and then I left. I walked over to my truck (i don't have a truck...) and opened the door. Charlie jumped in the front seat. I started driving into a more populated area, and had to stop at a gas station for some reason. When I got there, Charlie was in the bed of the truck. I miss him :( .
On the retreat last night:
I dreamt there was a ghost hovering over Mark Geyser, an evil spirit ready to consume him. I was scared.
Then I swore there was a black cat jumping from dresser to dresser and walking all over the beds in our cabin.
I also had various times when I was half awayk and half dreaming, and horrible things were happening, though I don't remember any of them specifically. I just wanted to open my eyes to prove that it wasn't true, but couldn't.
There was also a dream about trying to keep someone out of a house, and protecting some girl by doing so. The person trying to get in was also female, but knife-weilding. This part may have been inspired by the Fox and the Hound - ask me how.
In the past weeks, I've had some other weird dreams, though I think they're slipping from memory.
I remember one in which Charlie, my puppy, starred. I was with my sister in a dusty plain in a parking lot near a church. We were listening to music together in a car, and then I left. I walked over to my truck (i don't have a truck...) and opened the door. Charlie jumped in the front seat. I started driving into a more populated area, and had to stop at a gas station for some reason. When I got there, Charlie was in the bed of the truck. I miss him :( .
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