Weird dreams
Sep. 18th, 2005 10:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ksmithI don't know what's been going on in my head lately, but weird dreams have been the result. What's even weirder is that I often don't remember the dreams themselves. I just wake up, and know I've been in a strange place.
Last night was an exception. I don't recall the overall story arc, but do remember scenes. Lots of traveling in the rain between my house and a dormitory. This travel wasn't done in a car, but by an open two-wheeled conveyance something like a Segway. Even so, though, I don't recall getiing wet. The dormitory was a pretty place--all white-painted woodwork and nice furnishings. There were design issues, however. I recall walking into the bathroom and being able to look into my neighbor's bathroom via the windows in our showers. A man was looking back at me--he was holding a camera. I learned later that he was the husband of my archnemesis, although I don't remember what we were fighting over.
I should also note that the windows were situated in such a way that this man was looking down on me. I'm sure this is fraught with significance.
Spike was in this dream--those parts weren't bad. I fixed a coffeemaker at one point. Rode back and forth in the rain several times. No clue what the problem was, or who I was fighting and why.
Last night was an exception. I don't recall the overall story arc, but do remember scenes. Lots of traveling in the rain between my house and a dormitory. This travel wasn't done in a car, but by an open two-wheeled conveyance something like a Segway. Even so, though, I don't recall getiing wet. The dormitory was a pretty place--all white-painted woodwork and nice furnishings. There were design issues, however. I recall walking into the bathroom and being able to look into my neighbor's bathroom via the windows in our showers. A man was looking back at me--he was holding a camera. I learned later that he was the husband of my archnemesis, although I don't remember what we were fighting over.
I should also note that the windows were situated in such a way that this man was looking down on me. I'm sure this is fraught with significance.
Spike was in this dream--those parts weren't bad. I fixed a coffeemaker at one point. Rode back and forth in the rain several times. No clue what the problem was, or who I was fighting and why.
