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averygoodun42) wrote2014-02-09 10:35 am
averygoodun42) wrote2014-02-09 10:35 am
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Nightmare
I dreamt that I lost my memory while at school. Not just my knowledge of the courses, but almost my entire memory. I couldn't remember where I parked my car, and then I realized I couldn't remember whether I had even driven. Or where I'd come from. Or where I was going. I knew my name, but that was about it.
To top it off, the class I was taking suddenly veered into learning Ancient Greek. (The worst bit about that was I couldn't keep up in my notes, and the teacher kept erasing the board.) Oh, and one of my classmates decided he wanted to kill me.
So, yeah. Not exactly a restful night.
On the other hand, in one of my dreams, as I was making my way through snowy, cold, empty-feeling neighborhoods, I passed a large man dressed in a dark blue, robe-like, hooded coat. I was keeping my head down, since I didn't belong in that neighborhood, but just as I passed him, I remembered some gleaning of a a community meeting I'd attended the day before (in real life) about the need to greet each other, so I turned and said, "Good day!" He turned and smiled at me, giving me a friendly greeting back which I didn't hear because I was stricken by how much he looked like my brother.
No metaphor there, or anything. ;-)
To top it off, the class I was taking suddenly veered into learning Ancient Greek. (The worst bit about that was I couldn't keep up in my notes, and the teacher kept erasing the board.) Oh, and one of my classmates decided he wanted to kill me.
So, yeah. Not exactly a restful night.
On the other hand, in one of my dreams, as I was making my way through snowy, cold, empty-feeling neighborhoods, I passed a large man dressed in a dark blue, robe-like, hooded coat. I was keeping my head down, since I didn't belong in that neighborhood, but just as I passed him, I remembered some gleaning of a a community meeting I'd attended the day before (in real life) about the need to greet each other, so I turned and said, "Good day!" He turned and smiled at me, giving me a friendly greeting back which I didn't hear because I was stricken by how much he looked like my brother.
No metaphor there, or anything. ;-)