While I was sleeping...
I've just woken up after sleeping for about eleven hours. This wasn't something I'd planned, but it did fit right into place: I had nothing to do this morning; I've been feeling sick for the last few days, and sleeping a lot can really work wonders.
Anyway, this isn't supposed to be about the logistics of sleeping nicely, but rather about the results...
I was watching one of the filler episodes of the initial Naruto series (not Shippuuden), trying to make sense of the whole thing without reading the subtitles. I felt, sleepy, turned around and I was gone.
I was walking around a lot, alone, and even though there wasn't a destination I was trying reach, I felt really anxious and picked up my pace. All this time I was walking around in a small city, and it felt like I had been walking for long hours, maybe days.
And then, at a given corner, I heard someone calling me, which I promptly recognized as a friend (in the dream). Then we walked around the corner and went into his house (which is also a dream house). In the house there were a lot of people drinking and partying, and they seemed to be expecting me for a long time. So I went in and started drinking with them too. Some people were kissing each other (more than two at a time), but I was simply watching from afar.
And them I woke up (still inside the dream), and it was the same house where the party had happened, I had a hangover and I had to get to work. So, me and my pals who also lived in the house started cleaning the mess before going out.
When I got (instantly) back, only a few of the people from the party were still there, and we started talking about future plans. About what to do with your life, and about what's it each of us really wanted. Again, I never heard the words, but I know we were talking about this. And we were having a really productive conversation about our day-to-day life. Instead of focusing in the career, money and title aspects of life, we kept thinking simply and plainly about what makes life tick. Pressure on the job, health, respect, feeling good about what you do, and this kind of stuff.
At this point I woke up at 3:30 am, because the screen of my computer and the lights of my room were still lit up. I turned them off and went back to sleep.
This time I was at a club: me, my girlfriend and my mother. It seemed to be samewhat of an "alternative" club, where the lightings and the walls were all rainbow-like coloured and there were really a lot of small maze-like hallways, rooms, kitchens, bathrooms. Just like in a really big house. In the DJ cabin, lots of people would come out and play. Actually, I think that in the costumers tables there were sings, which you could use to rate the DJ. I remember clearly I was talking to someone (not sure it was my mom):
- They're not very good...
- Well, let's give them a zero.
- What... ?
- Yeah, I'm reading here these two girls live just across the street. So they must really suck.
- Ahn?
- Fine, I'll zero them for you.
And she lifted up a bar-shaped white neon-like bright sign which read: ZERO.
The girls were gone, and people all around us at the club seemed to feel really happy about it, even though I felt kinda bad for them. It felt weird to have someone thrown out like that. And then, all of a sudden, there was a bunch of people with us, at our HUGE table. I'd say there were more than fifty people drinking and talking and shaking around.
I'm not sure, but I think this song was playing:
Very shortly after this, a great friend of mine showed up at the table. She's not really young, but she beautifully dressed, and called me and my girlfriend to walk around at the club, and see those little rooms. We looked into the kitchen (american-styled, really neat), but it was empty. So we just kept walking around the rooms, looking in. Some were empty, some had people sitting around, laying back and driking. Some had people having sex, masturbating or simply making out (usually more than two at a time). I felt like jumping in one of the rooms with my girlfriend and my friend, so we did. I woke up about thirty minutes ago exactly at this point of the dream.
Anyway, this isn't supposed to be about the logistics of sleeping nicely, but rather about the results...
I was watching one of the filler episodes of the initial Naruto series (not Shippuuden), trying to make sense of the whole thing without reading the subtitles. I felt, sleepy, turned around and I was gone.
I was walking around a lot, alone, and even though there wasn't a destination I was trying reach, I felt really anxious and picked up my pace. All this time I was walking around in a small city, and it felt like I had been walking for long hours, maybe days.
And then, at a given corner, I heard someone calling me, which I promptly recognized as a friend (in the dream). Then we walked around the corner and went into his house (which is also a dream house). In the house there were a lot of people drinking and partying, and they seemed to be expecting me for a long time. So I went in and started drinking with them too. Some people were kissing each other (more than two at a time), but I was simply watching from afar.
And them I woke up (still inside the dream), and it was the same house where the party had happened, I had a hangover and I had to get to work. So, me and my pals who also lived in the house started cleaning the mess before going out.
When I got (instantly) back, only a few of the people from the party were still there, and we started talking about future plans. About what to do with your life, and about what's it each of us really wanted. Again, I never heard the words, but I know we were talking about this. And we were having a really productive conversation about our day-to-day life. Instead of focusing in the career, money and title aspects of life, we kept thinking simply and plainly about what makes life tick. Pressure on the job, health, respect, feeling good about what you do, and this kind of stuff.
At this point I woke up at 3:30 am, because the screen of my computer and the lights of my room were still lit up. I turned them off and went back to sleep.
This time I was at a club: me, my girlfriend and my mother. It seemed to be samewhat of an "alternative" club, where the lightings and the walls were all rainbow-like coloured and there were really a lot of small maze-like hallways, rooms, kitchens, bathrooms. Just like in a really big house. In the DJ cabin, lots of people would come out and play. Actually, I think that in the costumers tables there were sings, which you could use to rate the DJ. I remember clearly I was talking to someone (not sure it was my mom):
- They're not very good...
- Well, let's give them a zero.
- What... ?
- Yeah, I'm reading here these two girls live just across the street. So they must really suck.
- Ahn?
- Fine, I'll zero them for you.
And she lifted up a bar-shaped white neon-like bright sign which read: ZERO.
The girls were gone, and people all around us at the club seemed to feel really happy about it, even though I felt kinda bad for them. It felt weird to have someone thrown out like that. And then, all of a sudden, there was a bunch of people with us, at our HUGE table. I'd say there were more than fifty people drinking and talking and shaking around.
I'm not sure, but I think this song was playing:
Very shortly after this, a great friend of mine showed up at the table. She's not really young, but she beautifully dressed, and called me and my girlfriend to walk around at the club, and see those little rooms. We looked into the kitchen (american-styled, really neat), but it was empty. So we just kept walking around the rooms, looking in. Some were empty, some had people sitting around, laying back and driking. Some had people having sex, masturbating or simply making out (usually more than two at a time). I felt like jumping in one of the rooms with my girlfriend and my friend, so we did. I woke up about thirty minutes ago exactly at this point of the dream.
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