Get out of my head
I don’t know if it’s the stress or what, but I’ve been having an exceptional number of dreams that I would really rather not have, thank you.
A few days ago I dreamt that I was being chased by bats. They couldn’t fly, and they hobbled amusingly slowly, but there were three of them, they were clever, and they were definitely rabid. One of them blocked the exit to the room I was in, and the other two tried to trap me in a corner. I kept feeling pricks and scratches on my bare feet, but I could never see any bite marks.
The night after my last post I dreamt that I was still writing. And writing and writing and writing. Everything that happened to me, I had to organize and write down. I wanted to go outside and play—I had to write a page-long essay about it. I was deciding what to eat for dinner—I had to write a page-long essay about it. Driving—essay. Shower—essay. Changing radio stations—essay.
I don’t remember off the top of my head the others I’ve had lately, but they were just as unfun. These aren’t the most horrible, terrifying dreams ever, but they’re certainly not enjoyable. I would think of more to share, really I would, but I’m pretty sure I’ve fallen asleep sitting on the floor, as a smashing headache has just erupted from out of thin air, and I remember it being 12:35 the last time I looked at the clock. Odd. Going to bed with fingers crossed for puppies and unicorns and hot fudge sundaes made of rainbows, or at least a flying dream or two.
Tags: dreams
May 14th, 2007 at 8:43 am
did you write about writing to purge (expurgate?) the writing dream?. . .also bats + visit to waugh street, coincidence?
May 14th, 2007 at 10:07 am
The bats were definitely Waugh bridge bats. And I wrote about writing *before* dreaming about writing. Maybe I was trying to purge the writingness in advance, like hey, brain, I know I’ve been telling you to write and write and write and do nothing but write these last few days, but now it’s over. Brain did not listen.
May 14th, 2007 at 7:19 pm
Certainly the 24|almost2 effort wasn’t a healthy experience. I don’t know; three assignments ._._. three bats. The writing dream was (I think) kind of funny (not to you). You wrote with paper and pencil (or just typed)? Looks like a [pressure] remembering sensation. I’ve problems with 12:34 (sometimes). I hope you have calm (or flying) dreams. .. These are the good ones.