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| Sure enough, shortly after coming home, dreams return :) I actually had so many I'm having trouble remembering. Only one was a nightmare, but I'll slap in the (boring) only one I know.
I was in a forest, trying to meet up for something with my family. I'd taken a train.. actually I had been visiting Kieran at some point, or he'd come to visit me, but sadly that part is hazy at best.
Anyway, I was going from him to them, but the stop I got off at was tricky. It dumped me in these woods, with a village apparently mixed in somewhere. I saw a wallless church, its roof the canopy high above. Redwoods I suppose, they had that color about them.
Basically I just wandered for a while. Everything seemed abandoned. I remember stepping on a log that had been wedged between two other trees like a bridge, (though over what I have no idea) but when I stepped on it, the wood was split open and very spongey, almost letting my foot sink into it. I only went a step more before giving up and simply walking around those trees.
Shortly after that, I came upon some villagers, and eventually a building or two. I don't remember where I was heading anymore, but instead got caught up in talking to these people. I found that although all of them smoke, most just bum cigarettes off the few who can afford them. They would roll them out of whatever they could find. Yet when I walked past a few, I saw that they smoked only a couple of drags, stubbed it out, and threw it on the ground as if finished. I thought these people were poor! So I started to pick up the barely-used cigarettes..
I don't remember what happened after that, but I had a brief "wakeup" moment where I was lying on the couch, and my family came home from school (my mother teaches, my sister studies of course) to find me smoking a cigarette. They put in dozens of fans but didn't seem angry, only sad? They assumed I would only have one or two when I was stressed, and although I wasn't sure of that, I said it to make them feel better.
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| Sorry yet again my Xangan friends, but looks like I really have lost my ability to dream these days. If I'm lucky, all I get are nightmares that wake me up by my own sleep-shouting at 3 or 4 am... but even then it's nothing postworthy. I'm getting back into reading the digests though, so I'll be back to comment soon. Here's hoping I can make a post again someday too.
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| I was put into hospital.. yet again, how exciting. I guess a reaction to RL things. This place was kinda futuristic though. Seemed like the outside world was falling apart by this stage, government getting crazy, shortages etc.. life degrading but not terrible yet.. though you got the feeling we were on our way to something like Soylent Green. I didn't really see any of this, but only knew it by my (and other people's) reactions to the quality inside this hospital, and all the complex levels of security in place to protect it from those who weren't in need.
So it begins with me waking up in a hospital bed, feeling the same, only worse than I have. Insanely tired/weak, enough that it's easy to forget the pain. The first thing I notice is this strange machine, with a near-ultraviolet bar of light that regularly scans over my face. It seemed to be looking for the pupil of my eye. At first I thought this had to do with my pulse in some way, but when my eyes started to close again (because they were too heavy to keep up for long), it beeped and notified the nurse that I was starting to fall sleep. She came over immediately, and asked if I wanted to close my curtain and shoo away my guests.
That's when I noticed these two guys, sorta short/thin and almost cartoony, twins I think. I didn't get a very good look, but they weren't even very close to me in the dream, let alone significant in IRL at all. Seemed like they had simply been there when I collapsed and brought me to hospital, but didn't have much other connection. It's a shame I said they should go, though.. they were the type that obviously would've made good comic relief in a tv show/movie. But I agreed with the nurse and off they went, leaving me alone in a vast hospital room, lit only dimly by the glow of my monitors.
Some time passed and.. I guess I must've been dreaming within my dream? Because I knew I was still in that bed, and yet I was also pacing the sidewalk outside of the building, thinking about how I was in hospital, whether or not I'd tell certain people where I'd been, etc. Internal debate. But the most important thing I thought of was my grandmother, who apparently was put into hospital shortly after me, but in a different ward of course. In the dream I thought her age was 246, but later decided on her true 70-something. Either way, her dying in a hospital with me just lying around pointlessly? I couldn't bear that. So I decided to escape.
It was surprisingly easy to pull out my web of monitor connections, IVs etc. I was done in a second, and bolting down the twisting halls. The whole ward was dark and seemingly empty. I ran out a set of double doors that were presumably for shipping or ambulances, I didn't think about it. Just ran to the sidewalk, down a ways, then back through another set of double doors, looking for the ward my grammy would be in. I passed by a girl who was apparently visiting someone (although she had an air of illegality.. like that was just her story, and she was secretly there just to get out of the cold, maybe even steal a hot meal).. We couldn't get into the hallway with rooms at first (apparently those doors require clearance, but not the main hall) but luckily, some nurse/security guy (they all wore the same dull uniforms) burst out, shouting and running madly, apparently after someone who'd broken in.. probably this girl, but we blew past him so fast I don't think he got a chance to see.
Then I don't really remember.. I think I must've gone back to my room with her instead, because next thing I know, I was back in the hospital bed, being fed an extremely fancy pasta and vegetable dish with big pieces of chicken. This internal monologue/diary type thing really came into play now, though it'd been running the whole dream.. just talking about how it was the best food I'd ever had, how it had been so long since I had chicken, how the skin was so well cooked that I regret not eating it all.. but I noted that it still wasn't as good as people had it cracked up to be out on the streets. I offered some to the starving girl, then woke up.
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| The first one is really hazy. It was some kind of either school or training camp, I guess the latter, but it felt more like an early school gym class tbh. All lined up in rows, doing weird marching/dancing/excercise type moves as led from the front. At first I didn't go along at all, because I didn't even have a place in the rows. But after we'd filed out of the room and back in again, I was able to sneak into someone's spot. Then I can't remember what happened, but someone told me something about having a "perfect match" to march behind. As if the stranger in front of me was somehow my soulmate because we could do these random little moves in time? I dunno. Since I'd really just taken some other guy's place, I guess they were trying to say that I was a better fit for it than he was.. This guy stood off to the side of me for a few, but once I looked over at him directly, he walked away, looking for a new gap to fill.
Then second dream.. There was this.. house? Or temple sorta thing? My memory of it now is hazy too, but it reminds me of one of the small shrine-like buildings at the mass WW2 graves in Normandy. It was near the centre of a lake, off to one side. You got to it via a bunch of shambly wooden docks. But as soon as I stepped off of 'dry' land, I then looked down and saw that the dock had sunk in way too much even for my weight.. maybe it had been sinking all along, and I didn't notice before, but now the water was coming up over my feet and soaking the bottom of my pants. It was pretty similar to the water in my last dream, actually.. thick and dark swill, almost black with mud or sludge. Everything was moving, too.. drifting. It was really unnerving because it wasn't just the docks, but also the ball of muddy land that it was attached to. Everything that should've been stable ... wasn't. But I jumped back onto the land anyway, with a nasty, sticky splash, and ran off somewhere. My alarm cut it short.
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| Some kind of tour, half with a school half... Idk, almost like a mission of some kind? The part of it I remember, we'd flown to another country, and were now floating down a swampy/sewer-like river on small boats. It was dark, but not too hard to see. I think other people may have had lanterns, not sure, but I know I didn't.
To keep us alive on the long journey, they had us hooked up with two tubes, sorta like a combination of hospital and backpacking equipment. One was electrolytes or something? The other was the only one I used often: a water system where it was either produced or purified by bacteria. The cool water tasted fine, in fact surprisingly good since I was so incredibly thirsty throughout the dream. I thought it was impressive/cool that this was coming from microbes. But when I actually looked at the tube, it was covered in black sludge, and the water was murky swill. Just like the cut that only hurts when you look at it, now my water tasted awful, but we were all so near-death that we needed to keep drinking it, so it still got passed around. (There was 2 or 3 other people in my boat, but I never really looked at them.)
While we were choking down the swill, I remember them saying we had to go back to the Southwest area of
campus in order to find the next ... target? Step in whatever mission, anyway. So we just turned our little
boats around and said we were heading for the airport.
And then.. idk, this may have been a new dream, or a continuation, as if I'd been separated and was just trying to get to the airport.. but either way, I was in some kind of massive corporate building, like a shipping place maybe. Lots of dull concrete, high ceilings, big spaces only really cluttered by boxes. Somehow this stop would help me get to my flight. But I screwed it all up when I ended up stealing this box o.O I didn't mean anything by it. Nothing special as far as I knew, just a closed up cardboard box, sliding along with it like little kids do. But due to the crazy reaction of the building's security, apparently they thought I had something important inside, explosives or something. So the rest of the dream was just running with it (well, crouching while I slid it in front of me) madly, trying to keep myself from getting caught while trying to find an exit. Lots of puzzles, mazes and such, like most of my dreams; just running through a variety of door sizes (and colors), sliding underneath them just before they shut, keeping out the guards etc. Hectic but a bit fun at the same time.
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