Archive for July 23rd, 2010


I had a bad day today.

This is about how I felt about most of it.

I have a history of very strong, strange dreams. For as long as I can remember I’ve had very vivid dreams. Sometimes I can remember them (as with last night’s), sometimes I only remember bits and pieces and the general sense of wonder, loss or strangeness. I have memories of dreams I had as young as 4 and 5 years old. Usually, they involved either being in an out of control car (I was in an accident at 18 months that I actually remember extremely vaguely) or climbing a very high flight of stairs and then falling down it, then climbing up it again. I remember a specific dream involving Alvin of Alvin and the Chipmunks, except he was Elvis, and we had to fight giant ants (that was when I was around 6). I remember a dream I had a few years ago where I was an assassin traveling through a landscape made up of black, twisted structures and seas of blood. I also remember a very powerful dream I had a few months ago involving flying. Not me flying, but rather a ship I was on, flying through extraordinarily colored clouds and nebulas that looked like storms, but more beautiful and deadly. It was breathtaking, and frightening. Many of my dreams have that quality.

Last night involved a slightly different angle. I was traveling with a small group of people, sweeping across a battered, post-apocalyptic landscape in some kind of vehicle. Food and people were scarce, and we were traveling in search of both. We found a few, but most of them ended up dead. There was also a strange elevator. It left me vaguely unsettled and feeling strange all day.

I could blame my dreams on different things. Lack of sleep, overactive imagination, anti-depressants, eating weird foods before bed… But no matter how my routine changes, I still have them. And they’re always vivid, and leave me with strong feelings.

I understand this entry is unfocused and a bit rambling. I apologize. Something better tomorrow, I promise.


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