[#002] Another Dream.
Dec. 27th, 2008 06:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tinyangl'Sbeen a while.
so i just had myself another vivid dream. and i'm rushing to type this before i go take a shower because i've always been bad about remembering things after the fact. hence, typing this up asap.
so it was mainly two dreams, the first half centering around me trying to get to london (no idea) and then the other half looked more like an episode of NCIS.
the real life one was ...normal, but not. i just remember it being a normal day of class, except i only had one class that day. and suddenly, me and C had gotten two tickets to go to London. Except we went twice. immediately after our first class, we went to london and i was kinda thankful that i only had one bag because less hassle. but i don't actually remember flying there. i remember being there and then chatting and then trying to figure out thetime difference so i could get home in time (for what, i don't know. especially since we had another ticket for LATER that night). so suddenly, we're back home and we're in the bronx and i remember her asking where we need to take the subway (from my building which doesn't exist ...or at least, i mean, the subway doesn't pass underneath my building). which is still true in the dream, because i'm like, no, no. it's not here. it's at my dad's work. we have to use the elevator. which, no, not true to life.
so we go out and i think it's winter because i see snow. but it doesn't actually feel like it's winter, but i'm letting that go. so we're walking and i'm thinking, shit, time is running out and we're going to miss our flight. and then there's my parents in our pilot and they're trying to get out of the parking spot, but the snow's being very troublesome. and i just remember shoving my way through the snow and practically flinging myself at the car. granted, i knew something was up at this moment. about ten minutes ago in the building, i'd gone "wait, how'd we even get back?" and C just shrugs at me, so i let it go. my parents though, this was weird. my dad leaves work at midnight, it was still about 11 something (an hour or so before the flight or something) and i tell my parents what's up and about the tickets and going to london, and then my mom asks me how i even got the tickets.
it's the car ride where everything gets a little huh. i'm trying to figure out the logistics of everything -- how i got the tickets, why i'm even going. C and my mom are really reluctant to even go, but i keep telling them, i don't want to miss this chance. it's going to london.
And guys, the dream was so vivid, even in its illogicalness that I thought it was real for a long time there even with all the mixups. except, with me thinking, i suddenly became realy aware that i was asleep. that it was just a dream. and even though i don't remember actually waking up, i do think i "saw" myself in my bed. and idk if saw is the right word here. i just became aware that my body was asleep in bed with the covers all nicely pulled up. that's when i suddenly switched tracks and went straight into the other dream.
okay, the second one isn't really that interesting. for some reason, i was watching the NCIS characters go about solving this case (that i don't actually know anything about because i didn't actually see anything) but they were all visibly tired or exhausted or mentally drained or SOMETHING. because it totally felt like it was an episode--the scenes where, like, abby wasn't feeling well and gibbs had passed her over and was like, nothing new here. so the screen kinda does that "ba-dum" thing where it feels like we're seeing their heartbeat and it was just weird. gibbs was exercising on some threadmill and he didn't look like he wanted to be. and mcgee was having this break in the bathroom, splashing water over his face and looking at himself in the mirror.
i don't think i actually got to ziva or tony before i woke up.
that's about it. gotta go take a shower now and then post this. XD
so i just had myself another vivid dream. and i'm rushing to type this before i go take a shower because i've always been bad about remembering things after the fact. hence, typing this up asap.
so it was mainly two dreams, the first half centering around me trying to get to london (no idea) and then the other half looked more like an episode of NCIS.
the real life one was ...normal, but not. i just remember it being a normal day of class, except i only had one class that day. and suddenly, me and C had gotten two tickets to go to London. Except we went twice. immediately after our first class, we went to london and i was kinda thankful that i only had one bag because less hassle. but i don't actually remember flying there. i remember being there and then chatting and then trying to figure out thetime difference so i could get home in time (for what, i don't know. especially since we had another ticket for LATER that night). so suddenly, we're back home and we're in the bronx and i remember her asking where we need to take the subway (from my building which doesn't exist ...or at least, i mean, the subway doesn't pass underneath my building). which is still true in the dream, because i'm like, no, no. it's not here. it's at my dad's work. we have to use the elevator. which, no, not true to life.
so we go out and i think it's winter because i see snow. but it doesn't actually feel like it's winter, but i'm letting that go. so we're walking and i'm thinking, shit, time is running out and we're going to miss our flight. and then there's my parents in our pilot and they're trying to get out of the parking spot, but the snow's being very troublesome. and i just remember shoving my way through the snow and practically flinging myself at the car. granted, i knew something was up at this moment. about ten minutes ago in the building, i'd gone "wait, how'd we even get back?" and C just shrugs at me, so i let it go. my parents though, this was weird. my dad leaves work at midnight, it was still about 11 something (an hour or so before the flight or something) and i tell my parents what's up and about the tickets and going to london, and then my mom asks me how i even got the tickets.
it's the car ride where everything gets a little huh. i'm trying to figure out the logistics of everything -- how i got the tickets, why i'm even going. C and my mom are really reluctant to even go, but i keep telling them, i don't want to miss this chance. it's going to london.
And guys, the dream was so vivid, even in its illogicalness that I thought it was real for a long time there even with all the mixups. except, with me thinking, i suddenly became realy aware that i was asleep. that it was just a dream. and even though i don't remember actually waking up, i do think i "saw" myself in my bed. and idk if saw is the right word here. i just became aware that my body was asleep in bed with the covers all nicely pulled up. that's when i suddenly switched tracks and went straight into the other dream.
okay, the second one isn't really that interesting. for some reason, i was watching the NCIS characters go about solving this case (that i don't actually know anything about because i didn't actually see anything) but they were all visibly tired or exhausted or mentally drained or SOMETHING. because it totally felt like it was an episode--the scenes where, like, abby wasn't feeling well and gibbs had passed her over and was like, nothing new here. so the screen kinda does that "ba-dum" thing where it feels like we're seeing their heartbeat and it was just weird. gibbs was exercising on some threadmill and he didn't look like he wanted to be. and mcgee was having this break in the bathroom, splashing water over his face and looking at himself in the mirror.
i don't think i actually got to ziva or tony before i woke up.
that's about it. gotta go take a shower now and then post this. XD
