2 posts tagged “ocean”

The other night I dreamed that my friend Emily and I were getting ready to visit our hometown for her wedding shower, but all I packed was pajamas. So we decided stop by Target and get me a dress to wear once we got into town. On the way up there, we stopped by a hotel, and we somehow found out that the great Fire Monster of the Sea had risen, and when he does that, he smacks the sea as hard as he can with his hand causing a tidal wave that washes away everything so he can kidnap all the young maidens. Being young maidens ourselves, we were much afraid. We tried to tell Emily's family that we needed to run, but they thought we were being foolish and did not believe in the Great Fire Monster. For some reason her mom was some woman that used to lived down the street from me when I was a kid. Anyway, she and I packed ourselves onto some giant crammed bus full of other people fearing and fleeing the Great Fire Monster of the Sea and the tidal wave that was a-coming.

AND THEN I WOKE UP.

Oh when the Fire Monster smacked the sea with his hand, I dreamed that part from his point of view. Emily asked me (in waking hours when I told her this) if there were little people running around pointing at me when I as the monster arose, Godzilla style. Unfortunately, no. That would have been awesome, though.

Last night I dreamt that I was a little blonde girl in a pink dress playing
alone on the beach. It was a bit cloudy out, but not glary, so it may have
been around sunset time. I took my shoes off to run around in the sand, but
when I went back for them, the water had washed them away!
 
Then I dreamed I was in a cafeteria somewhere, I think it was the one in
Renaissance Tower in Dallas. I ran into the IT guy from my work there and
said hello, and he pinched my esophagus between his thumb and forefinger and
choked me till I blacked out.
 
Then I was in a house, I don't know whose. There were tons of people there.
I think I lived there with roommates but we had friends over. I took a
shower, and when I finished I saw an evil big cockroach crawl into a crack
in the wall. "The King of the Cockroaches," I whispered with the repectful
disgust one feels for a clever foe. I threw on some clothes and found him
again in the dining room of what looked like my current home, but still full
of people. One of those people was my friend/best friend's fiance Brandon
who must have just awoken because he had his thick glasses on instead of
contacts. I asked him to help me hunt the King of All Cockroaches and he
agreed. We chased it around but it was so huge that we were too disgusted to
squish it. Sometimes it would stop and sit up on its legs like it was
looking at us, begging for mercy, but we couldn't allow it to cow us. It was
only a roach tactic! So I found a red plastic cup and trapped the roach
beneath it. We could hear it scuttling around in there and we were terribly
grossed out, but at least it was over....or was it?! Suddenly the cup blew
up like a balloon and I could barely hold it on the ground to keep the roach
trapped. "He's emitting some sort of gas!" I shouted to Brandon, who
suddenly wanted nothing more to do with my Moby Dick roach. I think it
eventually got away.
 
Later I was reading a magazine in the living room with some people, but I
don't know who they were. Faceless roommates. Then the Beastie Boys walked
in wearing their orange jumpsuits. I wanted to flirt with them but coyly,
without being too forward. So I removed my top and sat quietly on the
fireplace, naked from the waist up and reading a magazine as if I didn't
notice they were there. After I awhile I got cold and asked someone to hand
me my shirt please. My tatas were much larger in my dream.