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other ppl's dreams are boring.
Jun. 14th, 2003 09:51 amI had astonishingly exotic nightmares last night. Really, if I pulled the trick of "writing them out as though they'd really happened", you'd be floored by their seeming plausibility and extensive plot arc.
The basic problem was that I was starring as the detective/spy character in this play that was taking place both on-and-offstage (sort of like walking into a movie of the play), and as a result of my research or my offstage-acting or something like that, was in a lot of danger. At the end of the dream, my seventh-grade English teacher (! - who also ran the drama club) explained to me what was real and what had been set up. A lot of the other people in the dream, especially those in the stage play, were people who I went to junior high and high school with, and it turned out that the drama teacher had been PAYING SOME OF THEM OFF to be "spies" into how I was playing the role on-and-offstage, and into my psychological state. Insult to injury, though I was the one in terror and danger and who was a general wreck by the end of the production, *I* DID NOT GET PAID. Nor did I win any school drama awards. I had dreams within this dream, too, mostly about the things I was seeing and investigating. (Some of those things: a man who would come to women's houses as an "exterminator" and then try to kill them - I was pretty good at kicking the crap out of this guy, though I never could entirely get rid of him; a pretty, quasi-Victorian girl who kept trying to prick me and several other people with small poison darts or ferrules while pretending to be friendly; a submarine where two people had been horribly and mysteriously mangled, which I toured twice due to a temporal anomaly that I was keeping to myself, though the military people in charge were really confused about why I didn't want to see the "scene" the second time; all these things were part of the same mystery.)
Then I "woke up" out of that nightmare and was in my recurring dream, where I'm in high school, mysteriously still taking high school classes although everyone acknowledges I have graduated and am college-age, and there is this history class - always either American History Part 1 or European History Part 1 - that I haven't gone to for the whole year, because my schedule got messed up and I was going to another class that I thought I was in. And I have like a weekend to prepare for the final, which I have to take. & sometimes I can't even find the textbook. (This actually happened on an episode of Felicity once - she had to take an exam for a Philosophy class that she thought she'd dropped. & I think I started having the dream right around that time, too. Now I have it every month or two.)
So, I wake up and am angsty. I think I will forego caffeine in favor of herbal tea. Or maybe low-caf green tea. Criminy, why can't I have simple nightmares?
The basic problem was that I was starring as the detective/spy character in this play that was taking place both on-and-offstage (sort of like walking into a movie of the play), and as a result of my research or my offstage-acting or something like that, was in a lot of danger. At the end of the dream, my seventh-grade English teacher (! - who also ran the drama club) explained to me what was real and what had been set up. A lot of the other people in the dream, especially those in the stage play, were people who I went to junior high and high school with, and it turned out that the drama teacher had been PAYING SOME OF THEM OFF to be "spies" into how I was playing the role on-and-offstage, and into my psychological state. Insult to injury, though I was the one in terror and danger and who was a general wreck by the end of the production, *I* DID NOT GET PAID. Nor did I win any school drama awards. I had dreams within this dream, too, mostly about the things I was seeing and investigating. (Some of those things: a man who would come to women's houses as an "exterminator" and then try to kill them - I was pretty good at kicking the crap out of this guy, though I never could entirely get rid of him; a pretty, quasi-Victorian girl who kept trying to prick me and several other people with small poison darts or ferrules while pretending to be friendly; a submarine where two people had been horribly and mysteriously mangled, which I toured twice due to a temporal anomaly that I was keeping to myself, though the military people in charge were really confused about why I didn't want to see the "scene" the second time; all these things were part of the same mystery.)
Then I "woke up" out of that nightmare and was in my recurring dream, where I'm in high school, mysteriously still taking high school classes although everyone acknowledges I have graduated and am college-age, and there is this history class - always either American History Part 1 or European History Part 1 - that I haven't gone to for the whole year, because my schedule got messed up and I was going to another class that I thought I was in. And I have like a weekend to prepare for the final, which I have to take. & sometimes I can't even find the textbook. (This actually happened on an episode of Felicity once - she had to take an exam for a Philosophy class that she thought she'd dropped. & I think I started having the dream right around that time, too. Now I have it every month or two.)
So, I wake up and am angsty. I think I will forego caffeine in favor of herbal tea. Or maybe low-caf green tea. Criminy, why can't I have simple nightmares?
