For 2 sleeps in a row, I've had 'nightmares'. I don't know that you can really call them nightmares, if these types of dreams are normal for you. I always have the same kind of dream. Nuclear bombs. Tsunami's. Earthquakes. All my super awesome wonderful fears, in dreams. Just awesome!
So, I don't know if they really constitute as nightmares, because these dreams are so often!
I actually had a new type of 'nightmare' It was a breath of fresh air! (Please, sense my sarcasm)
This dream came 2 nights ago.
I forget the details now, so I hope as I type, it comes to me.
But the gist of it was this:
Hugo and I were driving in a Vespa around a town. They were having some kind of fair, it makes me think of a Renaissance fair. (Actually, I have always wanted to go to one in real life...someday!) As we were driving, we were coming down a street, that was downhill, and leading towards a harbor. We didn't want to go down that way, but two men stopped us. They wanted us to enter, but the atmosphere had an odd and eerie feel to it. We decided that we didn't want to go down there, but the guys had other opinions. They pulled out a stun gun, and stunned Hugo! They threatened to keep electrocuting him, until I get in the harbor. I had no other choice, but to follow instructions. As I reached down to the harbor, I felt I could smell weird things in the air.
It smell of condensed death.
As I walked through the fair, I noticed people. A lot of solemn people.
They were preparing themselves, for their deaths. They felt they were tributes, and were cleansing their bodies. Preparing to have clean bodies, so their masters would profit from them!
One lady was skinning herself. She was skinning her self to death! But she seemed overjoyed! She was preparing her skin, to be turned into a handbag!
I couldn't believe my eyes. And they were getting ready to tell me what Hugo and I were going to be used for! They wanted Hugo's organs for stew! He was the meal for that nights dinner! I couldn't handle it anymore, forced myself awake.
As soon as I fell asleep, I was again on the Vespa, but riding with an unfaced man. I wanted him. I wanted to have sex with him. We drove to a hotel. And started to make out. And I could feel myself being entered by him, and I woke up. My alarm went off. It was weird.
And last night I was dreaming that I was driving through SB, and there was a missile headed our way. All of a sudden I was in a train. And the bomb was nuclear. And it was attracted to the metal of the train. It exploded upon impact. I saw everyone burn up around me. But there were a few survivors. I walked outside, and saw many people walking around. A guy was drinking neon colored water, who soon started changing into a mutant. I was freaking out, and woke up.
I hate these kinds of dreams. I don't know why I keep having them. I wonder if I am living these in another life? Crazy! Eeeck!
I hope today I dream about a sexy romp or something...more exciting and colorful and happy and unicorns and glitter!
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