Nowadays it seems that every morning I wake up feeling slightly disturbed by something that didn't actually happen. This morning it was planning a flight to Singapore--and trying to decided whether I wanted my layover in Hawaii or in Kazakhstan. Earlier this week, I was getting my theatre ticket when the man also handed me the keys to a rental car. In some parts of my dream, this car had a brick and a half of cocaine. In some parts, the trunk was full of it. Regardless, the mob boss was not too happy that I drove it all over to the police. I woke up sometime after replying to him "May the Lord shine his countenance upon you."
Some other topics that have come up, ranked from most disturbing to least:
- Hon getting hacked to death on the communal hallway of our new apartment by a girl having a psychological break. He wasn't actually dead, just hiding with friends around the corner.
- Trying to have sex with Hon while people keep coming in and out of the room. Including my coworker who sat at a--very cute, might I add--patio table and proceeded to eat breakfast.
- Discussing my singing career with a manager
- Being outside, under the stars with marshmallows and a fire. I would have assumed camping, but there was no tent, car or anything else.
Needless to say, I have yet to have any wedding related dreams. They seem to be common amongst brides. But perhaps, I'm just not normal enough to subconsciously remember to dream more concretely about the wedding instead of projecting my anxieties and frustrations into bizarre and completely impossible scenarios.
That or I'm watching too much CSI type shows.
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