Audrey’s Magic Nine – #05
Audrey’s dreams are getting weirder and weirder.
The strangest dream I’ve ever had happened when I was in elementary school. I was being chased by a gas station. And no matter how fast I ran, the station kept up with me. The gas pump hoses were used as arms that dragged the station across the ground, after me. I remember making it to the garage and closing our electric garage door (which we didn’t even have in our real house). One of the gas pump hoses got really close to me, but the garage door slammed to the ground and severed the hose, which then flopped around like a chicken with it’s head cut off. And I woke up in a panic. The end
FYI….Writing out this dream made me realize that it was way more epic as a kid, than it is as an adult. 🙂
Hmmmm, the faceless person makes a return.
Just last night I had a dream I was stuck in a minecraft/super mario style video game. I never got out alive no matter how hard I tried
It sounded like a fun dream, until I read the part about not getting out alive. 🙁
I had a dream I was on a quest to save fun-city by slaying the Ice king with a bunch of animals (plus my dad). We could turn into bats.
So did you get to actually slay the Ice King, or was your dream more about the quest?
It was more about that final battle (which was pretty epic) and what happened after.
When I was a kid I had this strange recurring dream.
I was on my home’s balcony, in the afternoon, and suddenly I realized I could fly, or rather walk/glide/swim through air, and I immediately started having fun with my newfound ability. Then the dream always took a dark turn: an enormous volcanic eruption unleashed a seemingly endless torrent of lava. This sentient lava overflow then chased me down, leaving a trail of death and destruction, and no matter how high I flew or how fast I ran, the lava always caught up with me. In the end I resorted to hiding as it destroyed the world around me. And then the dream ended.
And, worst of all, school started. Oh God, the horrors…
See…now THAT is an epic dream! Very interesting that it was recurring though.
I usually hate my dreams, since their most common theme seems to be frustration. I’ll be trying to get somewhere, or do something, and people keep interrupting. Then there’s a recurring theme where I’ll either wake up or get home from work, only to discover that someone has broken into my house, stolen all of my best stuff and trashed the rest. Even worse are the dreams about not being able to sleep. My brain clearly hates me.
On the brighter side, I did go through about a six-month period once where my dreams often featured celebrity guest stars. That was kinda fun, albeit still pretty weird.
Ha. Celebrity guest stars for six months? That’s pretty cool! I don’t think I’ve ever had a celeb in my dreams.
Just to make it weirder, they usually weren’t doing anything special, they were just sort of there, doing ordinary things. Dream logic being what it is, I usually didn’t question why. I mean, why shouldn’t Sean Connery be my mailman? Maybe he just got tired of that whole acting thing and got a job with the post office.
On the epic dreams bit, I once dreamed a huge technicolor earthquake hit my school. Various and sundry brightly-colored fissures were forming all over the place and launching desk-sized boulders into the air, essentially turning into a demented version of the floor is lava…
The other kind of interesting one was a recurring dream where I’d died and was a ghost, talking with my little brother who was born a couple of years after I died… A total Ghost-of-Christmas-Future sort of thing.
Also, Audrey seems to be having a psychotherapy session with her sketchbook. I like the little star-puddles 🙂
Epic epic epic dreams there. I bet dreams are a creative source for some people. I’ve never had a dream that evoked creativity. The closest I’ve come is waking up with an idea and needing to write it down. Just reading about your dreams made me think “Wow, now wouldn’t it be cool if…” 🙂 #envious