I dreamt last night. It was possibly one of my creepiest dreams…
In the beginning, I was in a slightly crowded room with the people I knew from the UK. I think we were waiting for a meal as I sat idly on a couch, until I discovered the head of a horse, which was rather heavy, lay resting in my lap. Somehow it didn’t freak me out that this living creature was just the head and nothing else; the people around me were also all “aww-ish” that the horse picked me out of everyone else. The horse closed its eyes and there were suddenly scenes of a couple of horses trotting happily down a grass track, but the vision came to an end as the meal was ready.
We stood around a round table waiting to be seated, but people kept on taking the seats that I wanted to sit. I gave up and as I looked to a corner, I saw a girl slurping up all my mushrooms in the dish with chicken and mushroom that I reserved for myself earlier (huh?).
The dream jumped here and I was window shopping with my family. We wandered around until we were slightly lost amongst the packed shops that looked all so similar. I recognised one shop name (which, the first time I saw was normal, but now horizontally inverted as I was looking through the back of the glass) and assured my family that I knew the direction. We went down a flight of narrow stairs and saw a suspicious-looking ticket collector collecting movie tickets at the end of the staircase next to an opened door. I excused ourselves telling him that we weren’t for the movie and were just walking past.
We had to walk up the stairs again for some unknown reasons. I overheard a woman talking to the ticket collector about having to get to the 9th floor from the 10th as I walked very cautiously watching my steps — the steps were made of… shiny copper pipes stuck together. Mum was behind me and I told her to be careful. Dad and Bro didn’t seem to have any problem walking on those stairs and were way ahead of me.
I opened the door as I reached the top floor, and was shocked to find myself deserted on a small, fenceless, empty roof of a building right next to the sea; or on the sea, even. The sky was clouded, I couldn’t hear the ambient noise of the shopping mall any more and my family were nowhere to be found. I saw a white ladder leading straight down to the sea in front of me…
And my mother woke me up. Never been so glad to be awakened…
Vickie Diablos is an unemployable bum allegedly qualified to work in the health field, a hardcore gamer geek and a socially awkward logic and science nerd. She thought keeping a "cool blog" would make her a cool person. Alas. 




Frances
17 Mar 2006
11:54 pm
I know how you feel. I usually don’t have bed dreams, but every once in a while I have one that is really unsettling.
I found your blog on BlogEplosion.
Take care
derrick
21 Mar 2006
6:33 am
I’ve had some wierd dreams before, but that dream was really tripped out. It’s rare I’d have such vivid recollection of such dreams. I think it’s because your mom woke you up in the middle of a REM cycle that you were able to recall the dream in such vivid detail. It probably would have been better if she had let you sleep a little because dreams rarely go to memory.
JOshs
9 Jun 2008
1:56 am
pretty intense
my dreams are all happy
yay
^^