Weird Dreams
Apr. 22nd, 2008 06:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
perzephone
I think I had three separate dreams last night... I was buying clothes in one and the sales lady ran a plastic string through them & said the only way I could return them was if the plastic string was returned as well. It looked like a large version of the thing that they use to attach price tags to clothing. I was looking for Rob in the parking lot after making my purchase but I was soooo tired I could barely carry what I had bought. Now that I'm writing it out it sounds like a metaphor for our financial situation.
In another dream, I was telling someone about my hospital stay after I got hit by the car. I told them I had to share a room with a crotchety old woman who commented on everything I watched on t.v., how loud the t.v. was, you name it. I honestly don't know where that particular dream came from because when I was in the hospital I started out in the ICU & was moved to the children's ward, which was empty except for me.
The last dream I remember was me & some kid had a pet scorpion in a cabinet, and it had gotten too big for the cabinet & was able to push the door open. I think my brain was regurgitating left-overs from The Mist because the scorpion's tail had little gripping feet on it & uncurled like one of the tentacle-things. We managed to take the scorpion outside & let it go, but as I was trying to take a picture of it, I dropped my camera & it was all smashed up.
Weird, weird crap.
In another dream, I was telling someone about my hospital stay after I got hit by the car. I told them I had to share a room with a crotchety old woman who commented on everything I watched on t.v., how loud the t.v. was, you name it. I honestly don't know where that particular dream came from because when I was in the hospital I started out in the ICU & was moved to the children's ward, which was empty except for me.
The last dream I remember was me & some kid had a pet scorpion in a cabinet, and it had gotten too big for the cabinet & was able to push the door open. I think my brain was regurgitating left-overs from The Mist because the scorpion's tail had little gripping feet on it & uncurled like one of the tentacle-things. We managed to take the scorpion outside & let it go, but as I was trying to take a picture of it, I dropped my camera & it was all smashed up.
Weird, weird crap.
