I had some strange dreams last night, but having memorable dreams at all was a bonus…
The first sequence I remember involved me in a new apartment. It was very big, and in fact one room of it was wide enough and had some interesting wood framing, so some guests turned it into something like a dojo. They started doing martial arts in there, which was very odd.
Mojo Jojo Dojo?
The second dream sequence somehow involved a marching band (not sure if it was Minnesota or something else). I don't remember much of it anymore, but it was all very odd.
Well, what do you expect?
I've been playing a computer version of the game Risk lately. Probably a little too much, although I haven't been wasting whole days on it or anything. Anyway, last night, my room got to be pretty stuffy while I was trying to get to sleep. Heat seems to be a big indicator of whether I'll have weird dreams or not. Last night, different parts of my body ended up being represented in my mind by countries on a Risk map. I was constantly tossing and turning because of overheating in one area or another. If my armies won a fight to take over a country, I covered up another section. If my armies lost, I had to uncover some part that was getting too hot. I finally won the map after things cooled off this morning.
Then there was this freaky insect that followed me around a bit. It looked like a little blue Koosh ball with six long and spindly legs. There was other stuff too, but it's fading too fast for me to describe it in any way.
In the instant before I woke up, I resolved to swallow my pride, go over to Dave's, and ask him flat-out to arrange a chat between me and Karrin. In the instant after I woke up, I realized I was a decade too late.
I really needed that miracle to happen this year. I've been out of work for 2/3 of the time since I finished college. I'm low on money, low on energy, and just low. I got an e-mail from her two months ago and thought that maybe the miracle was finally happening, that everything had been a test of something.
It soon became a lot less miraculous.
Ugh, I probably shouldn't have written this. People hate seeing it. I never even knew her anyway, so it's stupid that I keep thinking about it.