And I have multiple dreams to put up here, too! That's what I get for waking up in the middle of the night and having another dream to follow after the first.
The first dream:
It was the day of my birthday and I went to the store to pick out a gift for myself; a video game. Since I love them so much. But they did not have it in stock, which disappointed me, so I picked up a parrot to take home instead. (Insert memory blank) Once back home, the parrot would start pecking at my hand. Weird how, in these parts of my dreams, I start to feel the pain. The parrot wouldnt stop, or even let me touch it. I finally got tired of it's nonsense and started to attack back at it.
Whatever happened next, I dont remember, but at the end, my poor 'parrot' had given up and it was lying on the floor with exhaustion. When I got closer, the form of the parrot had changed into what looked like my little dachshund, Dobler. He was, indeed, dying and I didnt know what I did to cause it. I looked around for something to help him with and the lower half of Dobler's body looked like a plant's...a wrapped bouquet. For some odd reason. And that was when I woke up to discover that Dobler was actually sleeping next to me. Before jumping onto my stomach and running out of my room.
Whatever happened next, I dont remember, but at the end, my poor 'parrot' had given up and it was lying on the floor with exhaustion. When I got closer, the form of the parrot had changed into what looked like my little dachshund, Dobler. He was, indeed, dying and I didnt know what I did to cause it. I looked around for something to help him with and the lower half of Dobler's body looked like a plant's...a wrapped bouquet. For some odd reason. And that was when I woke up to discover that Dobler was actually sleeping next to me. Before jumping onto my stomach and running out of my room.
The Second Dream:
It was some kind of psychotic scenery, like an optical illusion. Nothing particular was happening, except outside one window where you could see a tornado swirling above in the sky. It wasnt raining or cloudy, or windy at all, it was just there. I felt some kind of pressure in my index finger, and I tried to bend it. It didnt bend and the joints kept locking. I just ignored it and explored the crazy place.
About midway, I ran into Death. You know, usual cloaked, scythe, and mysterious looking. He held his hand out but kept the sleeve covered over his hand so his touch wouldnt kill me. I grabbed onto it, and he, very clearly said, "I love you." Weird enough...
The pressure in my finger got so horrible, I looked down again, I couldnt move my finger at all. And the joints were so swollen, they looked like they were ready to pop out of my finger. It's hard to describe, but I could definitely draw what I saw. I pushed on the joints to try and make them bend back into place like playing with a thin piece of worn out metal.
Death led me into a door, which I did go through, and ended up waking up.
About midway, I ran into Death. You know, usual cloaked, scythe, and mysterious looking. He held his hand out but kept the sleeve covered over his hand so his touch wouldnt kill me. I grabbed onto it, and he, very clearly said, "I love you." Weird enough...
The pressure in my finger got so horrible, I looked down again, I couldnt move my finger at all. And the joints were so swollen, they looked like they were ready to pop out of my finger. It's hard to describe, but I could definitely draw what I saw. I pushed on the joints to try and make them bend back into place like playing with a thin piece of worn out metal.
Death led me into a door, which I did go through, and ended up waking up.
1 comment:
Man V-chan, you have some crazy dreams. I don't know which is crazier, the first or second one. xD
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