Oh yay. Another weird dream you all get to read about. I'm sure you're thrilled to have a glimpse at my messed up subconscious. :P Let's see if I can remember enough of the details.
*start dream sequence*
I was living in a small town about the same size and sparse population as where we are now. The road on which I lived was like an amalgamation of the road we actually live on now, Old North Main Street in Plymouth and something out of a historic photo of Glove Hollow in Plymouth. The people in town were vaguely familiar to me but I didn't know anyone very well, which is kind of how things are for me in real life, too. One of my neighbors had a dozen or so black-and-white spotted St. Bernards he walked with him down the road.
For some reason some big company wanted to buy out something in the town, maybe the town hall itself, and the one employee wherever it was they were buying. The town gathered in the old town hall (which was basically a sort-of run down old carriage house or something) and met with three suits to have a public hearing and vote to approve this buyout.
The suits were real arrogant jerks. They were going to give the employee, a middle aged woman, benefits but nothing spectacular or comparable to what she was already getting. They also proposed getting rid of Parade Day as a holiday for her as an employee. Everyone objected to this fiercely. The suits insisted that Parade Day wasn't even a legal or contractual holiday so they refused to give her the day off with pay. I had to leave for some reason and couldn't vote, so I left to do what I had to do and came back real quick hoping the hearing would still be going and I could vote. As I approached the town hall everyone was leaving. I asked a couple of the women there how the vote went and they told me the buyout was denied. I felt very relieved.
I started walking home but really it was more of a skip. The road was much like it is now: a dirt road that was kind of muddy from the early thaw but with high snow banks on either side that are stained with mud splashed up from cars driving by. As I walked/skipped I had this feeling of being nigh weightless, like walking on the moon. I was having fun jumping and making motions like a ballerina. I was taking an opportunity to bounce off a snowbank once in a while, too. As I approached home I came to this house on the road where the owner had parked their car in the middle of the road. The car wasn't an ordinary car but rather a huge Hummer limo. It blocked the road entirely and I was annoyed but determined to walk around it.
As I went around the back of the limo, the rear window was open and I realized it was filled with the St. Bernards. They were very protective, sticking their heads out and trying to snap at me. This is rather peculiar considering in real life I have this uncanny connection with dogs and even those that are usually guarded or misbehave around strangers take a quick liking to me. I noticed that the house across the street right behind the limo had this walkway and railing parallel to the road. I took the path so I was out of reach of the dogs and continued on my way, and that's when I woke up.
*end dream sequence*
I have some very messed up dreams. I don't know why, but I do. Does anyone else experience stuff like this on a regular basis?
*start dream sequence*
I was living in a small town about the same size and sparse population as where we are now. The road on which I lived was like an amalgamation of the road we actually live on now, Old North Main Street in Plymouth and something out of a historic photo of Glove Hollow in Plymouth. The people in town were vaguely familiar to me but I didn't know anyone very well, which is kind of how things are for me in real life, too. One of my neighbors had a dozen or so black-and-white spotted St. Bernards he walked with him down the road.
For some reason some big company wanted to buy out something in the town, maybe the town hall itself, and the one employee wherever it was they were buying. The town gathered in the old town hall (which was basically a sort-of run down old carriage house or something) and met with three suits to have a public hearing and vote to approve this buyout.
The suits were real arrogant jerks. They were going to give the employee, a middle aged woman, benefits but nothing spectacular or comparable to what she was already getting. They also proposed getting rid of Parade Day as a holiday for her as an employee. Everyone objected to this fiercely. The suits insisted that Parade Day wasn't even a legal or contractual holiday so they refused to give her the day off with pay. I had to leave for some reason and couldn't vote, so I left to do what I had to do and came back real quick hoping the hearing would still be going and I could vote. As I approached the town hall everyone was leaving. I asked a couple of the women there how the vote went and they told me the buyout was denied. I felt very relieved.
I started walking home but really it was more of a skip. The road was much like it is now: a dirt road that was kind of muddy from the early thaw but with high snow banks on either side that are stained with mud splashed up from cars driving by. As I walked/skipped I had this feeling of being nigh weightless, like walking on the moon. I was having fun jumping and making motions like a ballerina. I was taking an opportunity to bounce off a snowbank once in a while, too. As I approached home I came to this house on the road where the owner had parked their car in the middle of the road. The car wasn't an ordinary car but rather a huge Hummer limo. It blocked the road entirely and I was annoyed but determined to walk around it.
As I went around the back of the limo, the rear window was open and I realized it was filled with the St. Bernards. They were very protective, sticking their heads out and trying to snap at me. This is rather peculiar considering in real life I have this uncanny connection with dogs and even those that are usually guarded or misbehave around strangers take a quick liking to me. I noticed that the house across the street right behind the limo had this walkway and railing parallel to the road. I took the path so I was out of reach of the dogs and continued on my way, and that's when I woke up.
*end dream sequence*
I have some very messed up dreams. I don't know why, but I do. Does anyone else experience stuff like this on a regular basis?
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Date: 2008-04-12 05:31 pm (UTC)From:What. The. Hell. :P
I also had a dream once where classmates I had in high school were sitting on the front lawn of the house I lived in in elementary school, listening to a lecture from a professor I had in college. So, no, it's not just you.
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Date: 2008-04-14 03:10 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2008-04-12 08:26 pm (UTC)From:no subject
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