||[Sep. 1st, 2008|06:24 pm]
I just had THE most fucked up dream sequence ever. In fact I think it was my very first lucid dream.|
Basically it would be me "waking up" every 5 minutes or so. (At no point did I actually wake up, from what I can tell now.) I'd know because I was sleeping on my couch on my right side, same as reality, and I'd keep seeing the plaid background of my couch. But I could only open my eyes for small periods of time. I would get up, attempt to do something, black back out and then re-wake up. Like Groundhog Day, but every few minutes instead of every 24 hours. Things I tried to do in this dream were: IM people (spelling everything wrong because I could barely type), enter my room to begin with, check to see if I'd drank anything that was making me like this, run out my window and OH MY GOD! THIS IS MY FIRST FLYING DREAM! HOLY FUCK! OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG. OMG!!!!!!!!! WHEN I RAN OUT MY WINDOW, I WAS FLYING. And I sang at the top of my lungs because I wanted to see if I would wake my neighbors up BECAUSE I KNEW I WAS DREAMING. (And it was sort of a good song. I sounded like a cross between my normal singing voice and Hayley Williams who is amazing btw.) I FLEW OUT THE FUCKING WINDOW. Guys I am in shock here sorry. Anyway oh another thing I did was actually drink. And there was orange soda spilled on the floor at some point. Oh and I went to the bathroom several times. There are a bunch of times when I would try to run into my bedroom and not make it. Or I would be like feeling my way around trying to figure out what part of my apartment I was in. I am so glad none of what happened in my dream kicked into real life because I'd have wet pants, a bruised hand, and a sliced up body and a broken window! Also I would be really fucking drunk. OH by the way, in the flying/singing segment, I flew back into my room and sat down at my computer and tried to remember the lyrics. LOL.
So when I really did wake up, it was a WHILE before I was convinced that I was actually awake. I am kind of still waiting to wake up again, but considering the fact that I can actually spell and keep my eyes open, I am pretty sure I am awake now :)
The moral of this story is: Do not take tylenol on an empty stomach. Or maybe, take it. It's kinda fun!