More Weird Dreams
Jan. 31st, 2003 10:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shannon_aMore weird dreams last night, and both of the ones that I recall were anxious ones, centering on betrayal.
I only barely remember the first, but I was a member of the X-men and someone was taking over all of the other team members with psychic powers. The only people I could trust was our British contingent, Captain Britain and Betsy Braddock.
There was a real feeling of paranoia and hopelessness in this dream.
Then my alarm went off, and I decided I didn't feel like going to the gym this morning, so it was back to dreams ...
And this time I was at college with a wide variety of friends. And I lived close enough to my parents (who weren't my real-life parents), that I visited them often for dinner, and they always invited my friends along as well.
As I write I remember that this dream kicked off with me getting email from my mom talking about inconsequential things, and totally pretending that my last letter, which explained some of the ways I felt following her Christmas demands, and what I needed in our relation, had never been sent. (In truth, she's never bothered to respond, getting on to almost a month later.) I guess I must have responded, and that's what got me and friends going over to their place for dinner.
Anyway, at college, one of my friends was gay, and when my parents learned this, they didn't want to have anything to do with him. Until, that is, they learned that another of my friends was a mob boss. That sort of put everything into persepective, and they asked me to please bring my gay friend along to dinner the night after they learned about the mob boss.
So I went back to my apartment to get him. I remember, there was just enough time between their announcement and dinner to rush home, get changed, grab him, and rush back. More anxiety, I guess. So off we went back to my parents' house for dinner.
But then they drugged us over dinner and hung us up in the basement by ropes.
And as I was hanging there Buffy (the Vampire Slayer) opened the basement door, came downstairs, and explained that my parents had decided we were both vampires, and were going to run some tests to make sure.
"Something like this," she said and she pulled out a peach and began to mime. She showed how a normal person would nibble daintly at the peach. Then she showed how a vampire would lick it enthusiastically, then open their mouth wide enough for their jaws to detach, then swallow it whole.
And that's when I woke up the second time.
Weird.
I only barely remember the first, but I was a member of the X-men and someone was taking over all of the other team members with psychic powers. The only people I could trust was our British contingent, Captain Britain and Betsy Braddock.
There was a real feeling of paranoia and hopelessness in this dream.
Then my alarm went off, and I decided I didn't feel like going to the gym this morning, so it was back to dreams ...
And this time I was at college with a wide variety of friends. And I lived close enough to my parents (who weren't my real-life parents), that I visited them often for dinner, and they always invited my friends along as well.
As I write I remember that this dream kicked off with me getting email from my mom talking about inconsequential things, and totally pretending that my last letter, which explained some of the ways I felt following her Christmas demands, and what I needed in our relation, had never been sent. (In truth, she's never bothered to respond, getting on to almost a month later.) I guess I must have responded, and that's what got me and friends going over to their place for dinner.
Anyway, at college, one of my friends was gay, and when my parents learned this, they didn't want to have anything to do with him. Until, that is, they learned that another of my friends was a mob boss. That sort of put everything into persepective, and they asked me to please bring my gay friend along to dinner the night after they learned about the mob boss.
So I went back to my apartment to get him. I remember, there was just enough time between their announcement and dinner to rush home, get changed, grab him, and rush back. More anxiety, I guess. So off we went back to my parents' house for dinner.
But then they drugged us over dinner and hung us up in the basement by ropes.
And as I was hanging there Buffy (the Vampire Slayer) opened the basement door, came downstairs, and explained that my parents had decided we were both vampires, and were going to run some tests to make sure.
"Something like this," she said and she pulled out a peach and began to mime. She showed how a normal person would nibble daintly at the peach. Then she showed how a vampire would lick it enthusiastically, then open their mouth wide enough for their jaws to detach, then swallow it whole.
And that's when I woke up the second time.
Weird.
