So last night, I guess I was doped up pretty bad since I took Tussein, NightQuil, and Tyenol PM. Here were my dreams:
1) I’m part of some new contest thing and the hotels were f*cking up. Some jerk threw his bag into my room, so they thought it was his and not mine. So I winded up without any rooms, then the jerk took his bag out and I finally went in it, but my room mate had no idea and so I was pretty much lonely. Some of my friends were there, but none really talked to me or anything. At the end, this great flood started coming in and everyone was drifting away because the hotel was literally FLOODED and all of the beds were swooshing everywhere like little boats.
*wake up and cough out flem, go back to sleep*
2) Underneath some very asian place was a historical myth known as the Obelisk Maze. It was suppose to be amazing and very dangerous, I very much wanted to go to it. Only a few people had every finished it and they were lucky, and many people have died trying it. I was snooping around the entire place when I found the entrance, the people guarding it let me go in. But this maze was suppose to be very dangerous. I felt adventerous enough to take on it’s challenges: 30 levels of complex mazes, all of them being dark, there’s water after descending 10 levels. At the end, there’s a great Sphinx that will give you a hard riddle. If you fail, the sphinx kills you, if you get it right, you get to leave the maze. After much thought, I decided to not go in because i started to think about my friends and family and everyone that I’d miss and then I started thinking about what it’d be like to be lost in that maze and starve to death.
*wake up and cough out flem, go back to sleep*
3) Someone very dear to me moves to Canada, I won’t ever be able to talk to that person again. But that person is going to Clackamas for one last day, but it’s a horrible last day because everything is against me and I’m unable to talk to that person at all. Then, I also wind up going on the SSC bus on accident and I can’t get back and it just stinks. Finally, I missed the chance to talk to that person and they’re gone.
*wake up and cough out flem, go get ready for the day*
My synopsis:
Basically, all three dreams played on my fears of losing people who are close to me. The 2nd dream was definitly hauntening, but I felt like I could take on the maze, but I couldn’t. I guess I’m not “I-Fear-Nothing” anymore.
, no dinner.