Dream

May 22, 2005 09:14

I had the weirdest dream in the world last night. Well, ok, I've had weirder, but at any rate I'm now gonna write it down so I don't forget.

So it started as the story of my parents, who both didn't look anything like my parents. My mother had this huge drama...and then slept with my dad in like this lake in the back yard. Except, it was gross...it was like a sewage runoff thing. Luckily, they didn't look anything like my parents so it was ok...and I didn't exactly watch them doing it either so I'm safe. Then fast forward, my mom has twins, (my sister and I, who are not twins but hey, it's a dream!) and names us Luke and Leah (by the way, aside from the affects that movie SUCKED).

Then there was something like my Mom tried to kill me, because apparently I really wasn't her daughter, I was the daughter of my father and some woman named Calliope. So I went for a swim in that icky pond to find the condom that they had used, which somehow proved to my mom that I was her kid. Then my Dad died, except I had never known him since he left when we were little, and my mom blamed me for that too...because suddenly my dad was my brother, and I had killed him. I tried to convince her that this wasn't true.

So I went swimming again in that gross pool for the condom wrapper this time, which would somehow prove that I didn't kill him. After 2 hours of swimming in the toilet runoff I found it. Then I came into my house to find that Frodo was there playing with my sister on the computer, and there was a giant family dinner going on. I went upstairs and took a shower, and then entered my room and got dressed in like this cowgirl outfit. Then Frodo and I went into this door in a hallway that I'd never been in (of course my house looked completely different anyway). My sister called us down to dinner just as we entered the room, but then he closed the door so there wasn't a problem.

We were in this large room, with a circle of people sitting in chairs in boy-girl order. There were two chairs that we sat down in, and looked around. Couples were dressed to match, some in like Caleb tie-dye fashion, some in like Midnight Goth Prom sort of style, etc (oh and Frodo had now donned cowboy attire too). So it's like a support group for people with noses or something like that...and all the couples end up in this elaborate, swirling dance with lots of interchanging partners in this intense, beautiful pattern. Eventually I end up back with Frodo, and we decide to get out of there.

So we left the room and walked downstairs, and my entire family is sitting at the table with theirs hands blocking us from their line of sight...you know perpendicular to their face in the very clear "I'm not recognizing your existence" style. So Frodo kisses me goodbye and leaves, and I slouch down by the door. No one talks. I stay their for like 4 hours or something...and then my dad walks in the door, looks at me, picks me up, and hands me a Trojan.

Weird, huh?
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