:: Life when I'm asleep ::

:: Sunday, September 17, 2006 ::

Started off in a doctor's office. It felt like a documentary on how to pick out a new doctor, how they aren't in every building (I was in a large city) and how you'd need to find one close who would listen to you. I was feeling miserable, and was kind of out of it. The dream kept showing me private conversations between staff, and I was not paying attention to them. I knew they were there, and having a conversation loud enough so that I could understand every word they said, but I choose not to listen. Twice this happened, and each time the staff then commented to me that I wasn't doing a very good job of not listening.

It was very busy, and I didn't think I was going to be seen so I left, and went to get something to eat. I was now with several friends. We went to a burger king (I prefer mcds to bk) went to the back area to get drinks. I choose a large because I wasn't feeling well. I couldn't keep the straw in the soda. I asked how the other people were doing it, and they showed me that putting a straw in a straw worked.

my friends had ordered before getting the sodas. we went up to the counter to find a very tall skinny man at the counter. He started to rob the place. He started taking the money and some food. He was yelling and being obnoxious, but was very calm and stood in one place. (it was a small store, very little room to move anyway) Turns out he was an employee who lived in the building. He had dropped a napkin with his name and address imprinted on it. we found it before the police arrived and one of my friends handed it to the staff saying they could let the police know who it was, which was when she explained that he was a financial consultant that worked for them. I was still hungry, so I reached over the counter and took what I thought was a cheeseburger. Turned out to be a double, with the two patties cooked together, so they were both pink on the inside. Tasted like a home made burger instead of the over processed ones at fast food restaurants. Went out side with my friends, and we split up. A tall slightly overweight friend turned into my husband, and we got into an old station wagon. We sat and talked for a few moments, he said it wasn't right that I took the burger. I explained they weren't going to miss it in the grand scheme of things, and that I was hungry and not feeling well. I don't know what became of this conversation, because at that point, twenty or more gun turrets from submarines popped through the pavement. I was like, how are submarines going to move on the pavement?? well they came completely through, almost like hot air balloons, and then were on wheels. I remember thinking "wheels, cool!". They started moving toward the building we had just come from, which felt like a mall at this point.

We sat in the car trying to be inconspicuous. the submarines started pushing cars next to us, so we couldn't escape. They weren't after us at this point, just moving things out of their way, not that I could really see, as I had slipped down to the floor at this point and had my head on the seat. I could see the car next to us on my side had a black and white cat sitting in the window.

That car started moving out of view, and I felt very scared for the first time. I tried to cover my head with a sheet. my husband was telling me to be calm, that they weren't after us, and it started to work till I saw a submarine pull up near us, and I knew it was going to start moving our car.

Which is when I woke up.

:: posted by the sleeping one 2:47 AM [+] ::
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