Last night was an interesting one. Thought that's kind of a stupid way to start your daily dream recap. Mostly just because of the fuzziness and how unclear I am about a lot. Whatever.
Dream 1: Gotta be honest, don't remember too too much about this one. I remember going to my old high school for a (possible band) awards event. Mostly what I remember is everybody collectively deciding that we've been there long enough for it to be socially acceptable to leave. I leave and put on my coat, though it's my old coat. I search and eventually find my newer coat and head out to my car. I think I was looking at my phone, then trying to find my car, then I drop my phone in the snowy parking lot, have to stop a car so it doesn't run it over, pick it up, dry it off, get in my car. Not sure what kind of car it was, but I backed it up trying to get out of the lot and I went off the lot into the grass. Cars are always impossible to drive in dreams.
Dream 2: Started in a basement. Matt C was there. Maybe his mom was there. The basement was kinda gross. There was a bathtub and a christmas tree down there. It was christmas. For whatever reason, we started singing Sweet Caroline. And when I say we, they sang. I played this weird instrument that's a combination of a pipe, a recorder, and a bubble wand. Shortly after, either I went upstairs, or my sister, Rachel C came down to get me. We were celebrating in the festivities. We got my other sister, Abi C, and she showed me a gift that she made for me. It was one of those intense dubstep youtube things with flashy lights, quick jumps, fast zooms, etc. So this video was going on describing me, I guess, and at one point, I remember seeing a picture of the campus with text over it saying "Literally exceeding liberal arts." It then started flashing quotes of Bart Simpson with clips of Bart Simpson and then the dream just became the Simpsons, where I was Bart Simpson.
It's incredibly weird to think about, I was a 2D cartoon character interacting with things in a 3D world. I guess the premise was that I, Bart Simpson, was crazy smart and people wanted to figure out why and harness it. I, along with my family, was invited to this big mansion party. I went upstairs into this strange room. I think there was a scientist or something. It was a guy that wanted to steal the source of my intellect, my power. He came to the conclusion that my pants allowed me to manipulate time, and everything is working out successfully. He then started chasing me to get my pants. I run from room to room, and find one unlocked. I go in, lock the door behind me, and try and find another open one as he starts kicking down the door. Every doorknob I grab is locked, until I find one that opens up to the fire escape/balcony. I say balcony because there isn't one continuous staircase to the ground. From here, I switch from being Bart to watching him drop down the floors by grabbing the rails on the outside and dropping to the next one down. Somebody was commenting how things don't make sense, the door I got out on shouldn't have led to this side of the building. And the way he's dropping down, there's no way he's going to make that last drop, which is like 2-3 floors onto a balcony on the ground floor- and there he goes. I drops and lands straight on his back. But since it's a cartoon, he's fine. And then I'm him. I hop over the railing and start running towards the front of the mansion to meet my family. I tell them to start running and start the van we have and that we have to run. I turn and look and see the ground changing color in a sweeping motion that's catching up with me. In my mind, that was the effects of the time shifts catching up to me.
Ultimately, I don't actually know what happened, if we got away in time, if it caught up. It ended with us all at home, all us Simpsons in the Simpson home. I vowed never to use the pants again, that I was going to be normal now. Everyone agreed that would be the best. Then Lisa... did something that exposed her as using some supernatural power and she was temporarily half spider or yeti or something.
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