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I've been having really intricate dreams here.
Last night I dreamt that my family and I were on a road trip and our car needed to be fixed so we took it to a mechanic. I had to go down this path into the woods to find him and bring him back to the garage thingy that was on the side of the road. He was about my age and we worked on fixing the car together, which took about a day. We painted the car bright orange with one purple stripe and one black stripe, and as we were going to get my family I noticed that it matched his hair. I went to tell my family that the car was done and said I would meet them back there. I turned around and my mechanic was gone. I went to the car and my family was already inside. I went to get inside and tell them that I had to say goodbye to the mechanic before we left but they drove away with me in the car. For some reason I knew that they wouldn't let me go back and that I couldn't tell them that I wanted to go back to see him, so I pretended that I had left my purse at the garage. When I went out to check, I ran back into the woods where I had found him originally. I knew that I had to go really deep into the woods or else my family would find me.
I couldn't find the mechanic anywhere. I went to his house and all over this town that was in the woods, and nobody knew where he was. I searched the woods but it was hunting season, and unfortunately I had turned into a dear. I was hoping that since I was a fawn nobody would shoot at me, but I decided it would be best to go to the other side of the forest where there were no hunters.
Many years passed and I still couldn't find the mechanic. I searched the forest. At one point I discovered that I could do magic. The problem was that the more magic I did the more like an insect I would become. I felt powerful, and finally I became a bumblebee from using so much magic. I got caught in a web, and two evil men picked me up. They were going to kill me, I don't remember how, and I remember thinking to myself "This is when the man I've been looking for suddenly shows up to save me" but he never did. An older woman came. She changed me back into a person and took me to live with her in town, which by now had become a large bustling city instead of a small village in the woods.
I assume that I wound up living with her for a long time, but this wasn't part of my dream. I met a man called something like Dr. Larus and he would give me books to read and show me things that he kept in his shop, which was a shop of odd gadgets and curious items. The the men who had captured me had used some sort of poison to paralyze me, and apparently this poison stayed in my system and paralyzed my legs, confining me to a wheelchair.
One day I was on the street with the woman I was living with when my mechanic came strolling towards us. He was much, much older, and because apparently time worked in reverse in my dream, dressed like he was in Victorian England (but then again, so was everybody else).
No explanation was ever given as to why he had left for so long, and I assumed it had been to seek his fortune. I was in love with Dr. Larus, but my mechanic was always my first love, and so we got married. The last scene of my dream was the two of us in Dr. Larus' shop, and me telling him that he will always have some part of my heart. And I was still in a wheelchair and stuff. Also, along the way it occurred to me that the mechanic's name was Smizey, which is odd. The end.
The weird thing is that I'm pretty sure I know most of what this dream is about. Not all of it, necessarily, but I think part of it is a reference to a guy that I met a couple of days ago when I was hanging out with Conrad. He was sort of a friend of a friend of Conrad's, and we all hang out for a few hours, during which we really (really really) hit it off, which hasn't happened much recently. At one point he asked me where I was from and when I told him New York his face visibly fell. Then he said "This is the thing, why do all of the..." and then stopped. I tried to get him to finish the sentence and he refused, but I'm pretty sure we can all figure out what he was going to say. It kind of sucks, but I don't know that much about him anyway, so I'll just have to tell myself that he was probably a loser or something and forget about it.
And I have nothing to do for New Year's except be stuck in my grandmother's house with my mom and brother, clawing at the walls and wishing that I could leave. I hope they have a lot of wine, but even if I get drunk there will be nobody to enjoy it with. Except maybe Jay. At least we fly out the next day. Thank god.
Last night I dreamt that my family and I were on a road trip and our car needed to be fixed so we took it to a mechanic. I had to go down this path into the woods to find him and bring him back to the garage thingy that was on the side of the road. He was about my age and we worked on fixing the car together, which took about a day. We painted the car bright orange with one purple stripe and one black stripe, and as we were going to get my family I noticed that it matched his hair. I went to tell my family that the car was done and said I would meet them back there. I turned around and my mechanic was gone. I went to the car and my family was already inside. I went to get inside and tell them that I had to say goodbye to the mechanic before we left but they drove away with me in the car. For some reason I knew that they wouldn't let me go back and that I couldn't tell them that I wanted to go back to see him, so I pretended that I had left my purse at the garage. When I went out to check, I ran back into the woods where I had found him originally. I knew that I had to go really deep into the woods or else my family would find me.
I couldn't find the mechanic anywhere. I went to his house and all over this town that was in the woods, and nobody knew where he was. I searched the woods but it was hunting season, and unfortunately I had turned into a dear. I was hoping that since I was a fawn nobody would shoot at me, but I decided it would be best to go to the other side of the forest where there were no hunters.
Many years passed and I still couldn't find the mechanic. I searched the forest. At one point I discovered that I could do magic. The problem was that the more magic I did the more like an insect I would become. I felt powerful, and finally I became a bumblebee from using so much magic. I got caught in a web, and two evil men picked me up. They were going to kill me, I don't remember how, and I remember thinking to myself "This is when the man I've been looking for suddenly shows up to save me" but he never did. An older woman came. She changed me back into a person and took me to live with her in town, which by now had become a large bustling city instead of a small village in the woods.
I assume that I wound up living with her for a long time, but this wasn't part of my dream. I met a man called something like Dr. Larus and he would give me books to read and show me things that he kept in his shop, which was a shop of odd gadgets and curious items. The the men who had captured me had used some sort of poison to paralyze me, and apparently this poison stayed in my system and paralyzed my legs, confining me to a wheelchair.
One day I was on the street with the woman I was living with when my mechanic came strolling towards us. He was much, much older, and because apparently time worked in reverse in my dream, dressed like he was in Victorian England (but then again, so was everybody else).
No explanation was ever given as to why he had left for so long, and I assumed it had been to seek his fortune. I was in love with Dr. Larus, but my mechanic was always my first love, and so we got married. The last scene of my dream was the two of us in Dr. Larus' shop, and me telling him that he will always have some part of my heart. And I was still in a wheelchair and stuff. Also, along the way it occurred to me that the mechanic's name was Smizey, which is odd. The end.
The weird thing is that I'm pretty sure I know most of what this dream is about. Not all of it, necessarily, but I think part of it is a reference to a guy that I met a couple of days ago when I was hanging out with Conrad. He was sort of a friend of a friend of Conrad's, and we all hang out for a few hours, during which we really (really really) hit it off, which hasn't happened much recently. At one point he asked me where I was from and when I told him New York his face visibly fell. Then he said "This is the thing, why do all of the..." and then stopped. I tried to get him to finish the sentence and he refused, but I'm pretty sure we can all figure out what he was going to say. It kind of sucks, but I don't know that much about him anyway, so I'll just have to tell myself that he was probably a loser or something and forget about it.
And I have nothing to do for New Year's except be stuck in my grandmother's house with my mom and brother, clawing at the walls and wishing that I could leave. I hope they have a lot of wine, but even if I get drunk there will be nobody to enjoy it with. Except maybe Jay. At least we fly out the next day. Thank god.