| (find my pants) |
[Jan. 23rd, 2010|09:20 am] |
names have been changed
but
in the dream,
i was coming downstairs from my apartment and Duck and Nola were waiting downstairs for me. i wasn't wearing any pants, just my boxers. And i couldn't find my car.
"We parked in the back," Duck told me. i was worried about my car because i couldn't see it anywhere. "Remember we left it at the arcade," Duck explained, "and rode here together."
Ah, makes perfect sense, i thought. And my pants must be in the arcade as well.
We went behind my apartments (which doesn't exist, btw), and the car was a big, purple Bronco. i sat in the backseat. We drove, but i didn't know where we were going. We were having good conversation, but i don't know what we were talking about.
Somewhere along the car ride, i have my hand on the headrest of Nola's seat. She takes my hand and i feel weird. i squeeze her hand, in an affectionate gesture, but i regret it. i am at once reminded that i am angry with her, violently, madly, seethingly angry. However, i continue pretending to be cheerful. Then she turns to face me and tries to kiss me.
i turn so it winds up being a kiss on the cheek and pull away so that its only minimal contact.
she says "i was hoping for a kiss that might last more than 6 seconds."
i laugh and say i love it when she kisses me on the cheek. We arrive somewhere.
There is snow and it looks like someone's backyard. i enter the backyard and there is a small, stone wall. Beyond it there is a huge forest. i hear a country song playing that goes "Oh, I been huntin' on the Vastwood!"
i climb over the wall. Duck follows me, but i'm not sure about Nola. Duck and i wind up getting lost in the woods together. i follow a trail of dog poop that glows green.
"there's dog shit everywhere," i say, realizing that i'm walking on all fours, "be careful."
Then i'm no longer just walking on all fours, i am a dog. i am a dog and i am smelling out something. Duck is behind me, she is much bigger now, like a giant. i am sniffing something out for her, like a hunting dog.
The trail ends in a gas station. Not outside of it, but inside. The forest simply becomes the inside of a convenience store. Nola is there. She and Duck browse around making a purchase. i am very thirsty, like about to die. i open a two-liter coke that had already been opened and chug it. i tell the man working that i will buy it. i look at the sticker and am relieved it's been marked down to $1.19 since someone already drank out of it before me.
There is a large pit, somewhere, and in it a bear and a white tiger are fighting. People crowd around the pit. They cheer for the white tiger because it is bigger, but it looks like the bear is winning, while the tiger is hardly putting up a fight. i do not like watching the animals hurt each other, so i leave.
Outside, when they come out, i say, "Why would i have taken my pants off in the arcade?"
They shrug.
"Clearly, i didn't."
They shrug.
"So, my car must be at the arcade, but my pants must be at my house."
Duck says, "Yeah, that makes sense."
"Can you... Do you mind taking me to my car?" i ask, timid.
"Of course, it's no problem." Duck says.
On the way back to the arcade i somehow am playing an online game... it is like a mixture of Settlers of Catan and Civilization Rev. i don't know how i am playing the game, if i had a phone or something, i don't remember. But i remember i had to invite people to the game, i remember invited Beth, who had an avatar that looked like an Easter Island head, and Duck's sister. i remember having connection issues and the game was lagging or giving errors while i played.
The last thing i remember is i had to place a piece on the game board. There was a lake. To the north of the lake, there was a village. i wanted to place my piece near the village because it would get me some kind of bonus. But at the same time, i was afraid. |
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