Even the short dreams are longish.
This is a short description because it seems like it was a very short dream,
or at least my memory of it doesn’t amount to a long story. Maybe i dreamed it within the last five years or so, when i lived on the isthmus, although
the city in which the dream is set is nowhere i’m familiar with.
Me and Kev were at an outdoor restaurant,
or were we observing others at an outdoor restaurant, sort of standing off to the side? That part is unclear, because suddenly we were in an apartment with his cat, Sugar.
Either i was visiting their apartment, or they were visiting my apartment, which looked odd.
Lots of expensive white and beige and off white and tan and ecru furnishings and decor.
And really high up, like if you look out you just see clouds and the tops of other buildings,
but all i remember seeing was a funnel cloud headed our way!
We rush to the only windowless room, the bathroom.
It seems like there was some discussion with neighbors in the hallway about whether we would be safe
in the basement or have time to get there, and we decide to just go wait out the storm in the bathroom.
Sugar seems to feel fine, prancing around in there with us, but me and kev are overcome with alarm,
and we are sitting on the floor just shaking and quaking.
Shaking so hard in fact that we rattle the room and a bunch of the tiles fall off the walls.
So even though it was just a tornado, that i guess didn’t even hit the building we’re in,
the bathroom looks like there was a bit of an earthquake.
Additionally, you could click here to see what MST3K’s Crow is dreaming.
The outcome of any serious research can only be
to make two questions grow where only one grew before.
-Thorstein Veblen, whoever that is?
or at least my memory of it doesn’t amount to a long story. Maybe i dreamed it within the last five years or so, when i lived on the isthmus, although
the city in which the dream is set is nowhere i’m familiar with.
Me and Kev were at an outdoor restaurant,
or were we observing others at an outdoor restaurant, sort of standing off to the side? That part is unclear, because suddenly we were in an apartment with his cat, Sugar.
Either i was visiting their apartment, or they were visiting my apartment, which looked odd.
Lots of expensive white and beige and off white and tan and ecru furnishings and decor.
And really high up, like if you look out you just see clouds and the tops of other buildings,
but all i remember seeing was a funnel cloud headed our way!
We rush to the only windowless room, the bathroom.
It seems like there was some discussion with neighbors in the hallway about whether we would be safe
in the basement or have time to get there, and we decide to just go wait out the storm in the bathroom.
Sugar seems to feel fine, prancing around in there with us, but me and kev are overcome with alarm,
and we are sitting on the floor just shaking and quaking.
Shaking so hard in fact that we rattle the room and a bunch of the tiles fall off the walls.
So even though it was just a tornado, that i guess didn’t even hit the building we’re in,
the bathroom looks like there was a bit of an earthquake.
Additionally, you could click here to see what MST3K’s Crow is dreaming.
The outcome of any serious research can only be
to make two questions grow where only one grew before.
-Thorstein Veblen, whoever that is?