Today's Obsession: Dreams!

My posts are going to be random like this, 'cause, well, I'm random like this. Today I'll obsess about dreams. Mostly because I have some pretty weird, creepy dreams (seriously).

Dream #1. I'm struggling to find a good hiding place as I run out of time, due to the fact that zombies were coming. It was only a matter of time before they broke into my house, and I couldn't decide between hiding in the laundry room or in my mom's spacey closet. In the end, I go for the closet and start duct taping the edges so that our (me and my sister) scent could not be detected my the zombies. The rest of my family had already been slaughtered (which is pretty damn traumatic when you have vivid dreams and can hear all the bones crunching and breaking). The rest is basically me hyperventilating in the closet with my baby sister trying not to cry. Ahh, good times? Nope. I've only actually had a few good dreams in my entire life.

What Zombies?

Dream #2. I'm running from the police with my brother in a parallel type universe that is creepy perfect (more perfect than golf courses even). The grass looked fake, and there were perfectly painted white fences everywhere. The sky was perfectly blue. And in the dream, my brother and I hid in a perfectly square tunnel. This all happened after attending a party that had no people, or food, or even decorations. In fact, the house was a skeleton of wood, as if it had recently been burned to the ground and they were just starting to fix it up. This dream was just creepy. Apparently, I don't want a perfectly ideal world. It would be terrifyingly perfect.

Surreal Art

Dream #3. After getting into a fight with a friend on the 13th floor of a building, I'm obviously pretty upset. Now here's the weird part. The room is pretty much missing a wall, it just has a gaping hole into darkness and nothingness. The room itself is pretty weird too. There's a large Victorian-style chair in one corner and lots of random coffee tables and empty vases. Plus, other than the missing wall that opens up to the side of the building, the room has no doors. So, me, being all upset, decide to step off the floor and plunge into the darkness forever. Dramatically, too.

Yeah, 'cause that's totally normal and not weird....

So yeah. I have dreams like this whenever I actually get sleep. I've got this whole insomnia thing going on now. I really just want some damn sleep. I don't care about my dreams as long as I wake up. I need sleep. I've actually gotten used to the blood, slaughter, and overall weirdness, of my dreams.