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I had the strangest dream last night.
I dreamed that I was in Elementary school, and learned that a disease was going to turn me into a girl.
Even though I wanted to be a girl, i was scared in the dream, mostly because I was worried about the pain of the transformation.
Then, the time came, and I didn't transform, and I was devastated.
Ah, well.
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had a strange one myself
I had a strange one myself a few nights ago. I dreamed I was sitting somewhere and all these bands kept coming and going from a studio trying to shoot a video for the Brownsville station song Martian Boogie. One after another they came and everybody kept shooting them down. The closest anybody came was a version that sounded more like a version of Hot for teacher by Van Halen covered by Brad Paisley.
Please don't ask me what spurred it or what the symbolism(if any) is. I have absolutely NO clue.
quidquid sum ego, et omnia mea semper; Ego me.
alecia Snowfall
Dreams?
Routinely have the back-in-school dreams, where either I'm going to be late (gasp, the horror!) or I realize I've completely blown off a class.
Occasionally have serious nightmares, the ones that caused me to wake up screaming as a child. Still remember the one involving high school, 1984, and a swamp full of poisonous snakes.
-- Daphne Xu
Night for strange dreams
I was working on a movie called "The Last Goodbye". My job was to re-write dialog at the director's orders. I was sort of intrigued and sort of annoyed because the movie was based on "The Deep Blue Goodbye" by John D. MacDonald, a book I love. But they had changed it enormously. The hero was a Cuban refugee athlete, hiding from a kidnap squad sent by the Cuban National Track&Field Team. It got complicated. :)
Hugs,
Erin
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
I had one recently after
I had one recently after writing a tough section for one of my stories. It was life imitating art as I was my own character, John Finn, and I was in class teaching then had to spend hours trying to hide one of my students from the entire student body after her cover was blown. I underwent torture, persuasion by my family, and finally being thrown in jail without ever giving up the student
I'm told STFU more times in a day than most people get told in a lifetime