Motorboat Cruiser
01-11-2007, 08:49 PM
I came home from work today, feeling a bit ill and decided to rest for a bit. During my nap, I had one of the most vivid, bizarre dreams that I've had in a long while (or at least could recollect later). Somehow, when I awoke, I just knew that I had to write it down and started typing as fast as I could, filling in the details after I got the main gist of it down.
For your amusement, here is what was rolling around my nocturnal brain this afternoon...
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After dropping Matthew off at his job, I passed a place and realized that it was where my friend Stu was residing at. I stopped into say hello and parked in the center of a large complex. I noticed that my truck was parked near a house that had a number of chickens in the yard. I thought they were cool but left to find a way inside. When I entered, I was walking through the halls and people with guns started chasing me for trespassing. I saw a cathedral and considered losing them inside there. Some of the gunmen were inside though and spotted me. They gave chase and off I went running again.
Finally someone reached out from nowhere, grabbed me, and led me through a secret passage to safety. I finally found Stu and he was surrounded by a bunch of exotic people from all walks of life who were having a party for someone . His girlfriend and her mother were there, who were very friendly and introduced themselves to me. I also noticed that there were these elaborate paper puzzle gifts that everyone seemed to have been given. Stu's mother in law was in the process of collecting them from everyone and throwing them away out back. At some point, she asked if I had received mine and when I said I hadn't,she gave me one and I opened it. It just confused me, as to its meaning but I thought it was quite pretty. We all headed outdoors and I happened to notice that my friend Bob's mom had stopped by to say hello as well. Stu's mother in law was trying to recall her name as she rushed to greet her. Finally remembering, she called out "Paula!" and when Bob's mom looked up, she noticed I was there. She was very surprised to see me. I gave her a hug and told her I was leaving soon. She understood, kissed my forehead, and continued on into the party. At some point, Stu fell after feeling ill and people were trying to help him up and were able to escort him away somewhere. I decide it was really time to leave, realizing that it was probably time to pick up Matthew from work. I walked through the party, which was starting to break up (I no longer recognized anyone there) desperately trying to find my shoes and leather jacket. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't find them. Finally, someone asked what I was looking for and when I told them, they generously gave me a pair of very nice plush leather slippers. They said they were a size 7, which I knew were too small for my size 9 feet, but I put them on and they fit perfectly. This man told me that I should keep them and I figured that, if nothing else, I could wear them while continuing to try to find my own shoes.
After much searching in room after room, some filled with people who didn't seem pleased that I had wandered in on them ("I'm just trying to find my shoes!", I explained), I finally found the shoes and jacket. They were in a pile in one of the bedrooms. I started to leave and noticed that it was becoming pretty dark now. I encountered a black gentleman with a fedora who told me he had just taken some angel dust and that it was really starting to kick in. I was fearful of him but something I said made him laugh and he decided I was ok. He pointed to a room and I left him and entered the room which had an R & B band playing. The leader of the band asked me if I wanted to come on stage and perform with them. I considered it for a moment then told them that I had to leave to pick someone up (Matthew who was getting off from work). As I kept walking, I noticed a hip hop band playing alongside the other band, and rapping to the music, which worked really well musically. I wanted to watch but thought the better of it and left through an exit.
At this point, I was outside and it was very dark. Along the hills, I saw stores that I recognized and the ocean off in the distance and tried to get my bearings. As I continued to walk, I suddenly realized that I was lost and getting farther from where I parked. I saw where the complex seemed to be and started to go through someone's yard (The house with the chickens) I entered the gate and tried to see if it would be possible to climb their backyard fence that I was certain would lead to the parking lot. But there were dogs guarding the yard, a very fat talking goat who approached me with a box-like face and said quite matter of factly, "I'm a kid!", and a rascally monkey who would not let me enter. As I tried to reverse course, the monkey kept grabbing at me. The goat explained that the monkey was looking to see if I had any pot with me. I realized that I had some and I pulled a small bag out of my jacket pocket, then realized my mistake. The monkey came running full speed. As I ran faster, to get away from the chimp. I saw a couple of people standing in the street and asked where the party was. They rolled their eyes and pointed at a path through some houses, as if to say "It's there, you idiot".
I finally recognized where I was now and went back into the party. Some people were surprised that I had returned, including the man in the black fedora (who was feeling quite well from the angel dust), and told me that many of them were getting ready to leave so that they could go see my show tonight. One guy who was very drugged out wanted me to drink some kind of tea so that he could enlighten me as to the ways of the people there. The ones standing around him were skydivers and mountain climbers who had just returned from a journey that had enlightened them extensively. I politely declined, and other people told him that I wasn't interested at the moment. He asked them if he should let me leave and they said yes. I expressed relief at this decision saying that I really needed to find my car and leave because I was late to pick someone up, and also apparently to go to a gig that I was playing at. He was polite but visibly miffed. Still, he let me go.
Finally, I asked where the cars were parked and he pointed to a parking lot, rolling his eyes in the same way the people in the street had done earlier. I was overwhelmed with relief as I spotted my truck, parked near the house with the chickens, who I decided were now probably perched for the night and shouldn't be disturbed. As I quietly entered my truck, still wearing the leather slippers...
I woke up.
I've always wanted to capture one of my dreams in writing but never had the wherewithal to record it immediately after waking. I'm surprised that I remembered as much as I did. It's pretty darn accurate. :)
For your amusement, here is what was rolling around my nocturnal brain this afternoon...
__________________________________________________ ______
After dropping Matthew off at his job, I passed a place and realized that it was where my friend Stu was residing at. I stopped into say hello and parked in the center of a large complex. I noticed that my truck was parked near a house that had a number of chickens in the yard. I thought they were cool but left to find a way inside. When I entered, I was walking through the halls and people with guns started chasing me for trespassing. I saw a cathedral and considered losing them inside there. Some of the gunmen were inside though and spotted me. They gave chase and off I went running again.
Finally someone reached out from nowhere, grabbed me, and led me through a secret passage to safety. I finally found Stu and he was surrounded by a bunch of exotic people from all walks of life who were having a party for someone . His girlfriend and her mother were there, who were very friendly and introduced themselves to me. I also noticed that there were these elaborate paper puzzle gifts that everyone seemed to have been given. Stu's mother in law was in the process of collecting them from everyone and throwing them away out back. At some point, she asked if I had received mine and when I said I hadn't,she gave me one and I opened it. It just confused me, as to its meaning but I thought it was quite pretty. We all headed outdoors and I happened to notice that my friend Bob's mom had stopped by to say hello as well. Stu's mother in law was trying to recall her name as she rushed to greet her. Finally remembering, she called out "Paula!" and when Bob's mom looked up, she noticed I was there. She was very surprised to see me. I gave her a hug and told her I was leaving soon. She understood, kissed my forehead, and continued on into the party. At some point, Stu fell after feeling ill and people were trying to help him up and were able to escort him away somewhere. I decide it was really time to leave, realizing that it was probably time to pick up Matthew from work. I walked through the party, which was starting to break up (I no longer recognized anyone there) desperately trying to find my shoes and leather jacket. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't find them. Finally, someone asked what I was looking for and when I told them, they generously gave me a pair of very nice plush leather slippers. They said they were a size 7, which I knew were too small for my size 9 feet, but I put them on and they fit perfectly. This man told me that I should keep them and I figured that, if nothing else, I could wear them while continuing to try to find my own shoes.
After much searching in room after room, some filled with people who didn't seem pleased that I had wandered in on them ("I'm just trying to find my shoes!", I explained), I finally found the shoes and jacket. They were in a pile in one of the bedrooms. I started to leave and noticed that it was becoming pretty dark now. I encountered a black gentleman with a fedora who told me he had just taken some angel dust and that it was really starting to kick in. I was fearful of him but something I said made him laugh and he decided I was ok. He pointed to a room and I left him and entered the room which had an R & B band playing. The leader of the band asked me if I wanted to come on stage and perform with them. I considered it for a moment then told them that I had to leave to pick someone up (Matthew who was getting off from work). As I kept walking, I noticed a hip hop band playing alongside the other band, and rapping to the music, which worked really well musically. I wanted to watch but thought the better of it and left through an exit.
At this point, I was outside and it was very dark. Along the hills, I saw stores that I recognized and the ocean off in the distance and tried to get my bearings. As I continued to walk, I suddenly realized that I was lost and getting farther from where I parked. I saw where the complex seemed to be and started to go through someone's yard (The house with the chickens) I entered the gate and tried to see if it would be possible to climb their backyard fence that I was certain would lead to the parking lot. But there were dogs guarding the yard, a very fat talking goat who approached me with a box-like face and said quite matter of factly, "I'm a kid!", and a rascally monkey who would not let me enter. As I tried to reverse course, the monkey kept grabbing at me. The goat explained that the monkey was looking to see if I had any pot with me. I realized that I had some and I pulled a small bag out of my jacket pocket, then realized my mistake. The monkey came running full speed. As I ran faster, to get away from the chimp. I saw a couple of people standing in the street and asked where the party was. They rolled their eyes and pointed at a path through some houses, as if to say "It's there, you idiot".
I finally recognized where I was now and went back into the party. Some people were surprised that I had returned, including the man in the black fedora (who was feeling quite well from the angel dust), and told me that many of them were getting ready to leave so that they could go see my show tonight. One guy who was very drugged out wanted me to drink some kind of tea so that he could enlighten me as to the ways of the people there. The ones standing around him were skydivers and mountain climbers who had just returned from a journey that had enlightened them extensively. I politely declined, and other people told him that I wasn't interested at the moment. He asked them if he should let me leave and they said yes. I expressed relief at this decision saying that I really needed to find my car and leave because I was late to pick someone up, and also apparently to go to a gig that I was playing at. He was polite but visibly miffed. Still, he let me go.
Finally, I asked where the cars were parked and he pointed to a parking lot, rolling his eyes in the same way the people in the street had done earlier. I was overwhelmed with relief as I spotted my truck, parked near the house with the chickens, who I decided were now probably perched for the night and shouldn't be disturbed. As I quietly entered my truck, still wearing the leather slippers...
I woke up.
I've always wanted to capture one of my dreams in writing but never had the wherewithal to record it immediately after waking. I'm surprised that I remembered as much as I did. It's pretty darn accurate. :)