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Sunday, September 03, 2006

Horrible DREAM

Much of it was very confusing. The first part I was with Stan and we were sitting in the back of a classroom. I don't know what the subject was. He had to leave for some reason, and when he came back, I had moved to a front table. He found me and we discussed leaving, so we did. When we left, we found ourselves on the east side of Madison, somewhere near the residential neighborhood behind Ella's Deli. We were with a bunch of other people who I think were involved in the Saturday Pug Play group, however no one looked like anyone that actually goes there. The people were talking and saying that they wanted to go somewhere else, but we were all on foot and the only way to get where we wanted to go was to take the bus. So we all started heading toward a bus stop near East High School. We're walking through areas around Johnson, Dayton, Mifflin, that general area. We all seem to be breaking up, like there's no general core of the group. Stan and I find some people heading that way, but they're running and I don't want to run, but I do anyway. We're doing that running that you can only do in dreams where your feet don't actually touch the ground. We're going down strange alleyways that I've never seen before, and head past The Red Letter News. I think there were whores outside. Then I can't exactly remember what happened, but I'm in a building. There's an annoying bug that won't leave me alone. Somehow this bug gets under a small (~4x4") square of fabric, which causes the fabric to "hop" around the room as the bug moves. Someone else in the building tries to catch the bug/fabric square, but can't. Then they get a Black Flag or Raid can and start to spray it. I tell them that I'll finish it, and I take the can, lift up the fabric, and start to spray. The bug looks like one of those oblong pill capsules, except narrower and more elongated. It has a yellow head, which looks just like the end of a pill. I spray the bug until I think it is dead, but as I stop spraying, the bug turns into Lucifer Sam. I am still thinking it is a bug that needs to die, so I keep spraying, and I see him looking back at me with an incredibly sad expression on his face. I figure he's dead by this time, or at least won't live much longer, so I walk away, and he's staring at me with these very sad eyes, like "why'd you do that for?" I woke up with a start. I immediately knew it was a bad dream, so I wasn't crying or anything, as the dream ended before I got emotional. But as I'm typing this now, I am realizing how sad it is and I am crying my eyes out.

Edited to add:

I remember a bit more of the dream now. After we went through the alleyways, we went into a building (the building with the bug, I think). There was a woman there who was someone Stan and I went to college with. (We were friends, but she sort of had a crush on Stan before Stan and I started "going out", which caused a bit of a rift in our friendship) In the dream, when she saw Stan, she greeted him by licking him on the face. When she saw me, she asked me some weird questions, like if I was still beating things up. I also think this was the person who was trying to chase down the bug and kill it with bug spray.

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Blogger Stan said...

When we went to buy office supplies for business reasons I also bought some school like supplies; backpack, locker pen holder, and note books for writing. At the time I was saying you would have bad dreams about going to classes and your dream sort of started out that way. Very sad about having the bug turn into our pug, but I think Lucifer Sam is fine.

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