WTF?! to the power of 10

Originally posted September 18/2007 on "Allison Wonderland"



I'm no stranger to weird dreams. At least once a week I wake up and go, "Well, that was odd..." But last night? That beat them all.

I wish I could remember more, and I wish I could write it out in a way that would a) make sense, and b) convey the full oddness of what was going on. You know how dreams are, though. Everything makes sense while it's happening in your head, but when you wake up, it's all garbled. But darn it, I'm going to try, 'cause last night was so freaky I was actually thinking- while I was dreaming- "I've GOT to remember this!"

There were a few unusual things right from the start. My dreams are normally set in any of a few regular settings (which have nothing to do with their real life counterparts): high school, university, backstage at a play, a mall, a church that's shaped like a ship, a car. This one was in my bedroom in a house that resembled the first one we lived in in Oakville (ie- bedroom down the hall from my parents, on the second floor). It was also strange that neither AJ nor Simon made an appearance; Simon has been in every dream I've had since he was born, even high-school dreams. Try explaining THAT to the teachers...

So I was in bed. The first thing I remember is going to shut the blinds, and not being able to see if there was anyone outside. Naturally, I made a horrible face and yelled something incomprehensible to scare off anyone who might be there. Wouldn't you? Then there was this rabbit at the window... I'm not sure how he got in, but there was someone dead (an animal) who we ended up burying in a hole in my mattress. I think there was a dog involved, as well... I have no idea where any of that came from.

Then I looked out the window again, and it was daytime. In the yard behind ours, I could see three dolls- dead dolls. I actually know where that part came from- the "Dead Doll" is a costume we have in at work. They were really horrible looking, too. And they kept throwing their heads up in the air to look in my window, and it was really freaking me out. So I went to get my parents. (I have no idea how old I was in this dream, BTW) My dad looked out the window, but it just looked like some kids having a picnic- those dead dolls are crafty little things. He went back to bed, but mom stayed with me. The dead dolls came back... but there were more of them, and they were doing some kind of cult ritual/party thing in their yard. Scary. THEN they all turned into colourful bird/butterfly things, and some got into the room before we could shut the window.

(I realize that this makes no sense to you, and I am in no way conveying the freakiness of all of this. I'm sorry.)

I'm a little fuzzy about what happened after that, but somehow we (mom and I) ended up in the bed, surrounded by chaos, and oh, the devil was there. He was large and blue and puffy, but somehow we understood that this was, in fact Satan- and we needed a lawyer. I don't know why, exactly... I called Chris. He's the only lawyer I know. In spite of the fact that I was babbling on the phone about dead dolls, he came over to help out. And really, if I was going to call anyone to help out with this kind of situation in real life (?), it would be him.

I don't know how to explain what happened after that... I'm absolutely certain that there was a musical number and dancing involved, but I can't remember what the song was, and it's driving me nuts. For such a puffy guy, Satan was pretty light on his feet; it was weird. WEIRD.

And again, I have no segue to the next part of the dream- it was supposed to be connected, but I think it was actually a seperate dream in which I was remembering the first one. The Sopranos were involved, and somebody blew up a car when he was being transported to jail or something. No one was hurt. I really hate driving dreams, though- the cars NEVER work properly. Especially the brakes. A rolling stop is the best I can do, and I can't tell you how often I get pulled over.

It's hard to remember anything after that, except for AJ's alarm going off and scaring the crap out of me, as it does every morning. There are days when I actually jump.

You know, I have these long, involved dreams all the time, and I'm at a point where I can often direct events, or at least my abilities in them, when I realize I'm dreaming... and then I wonder why I wake up exhausted.

Is this normal? Do you all have dreams like this? Or maybe you do, but you don't remember?


Oh, hey, I just remembered that there was another dream last night where I was supposed to get a makeover, but I had to have a picture of Simon, and I couldn't find one, so I was late getting back, and they thought I wasn't coming, but I was still going to pay the $38,000 fee because they went to so much trouble... It was in a hotel, another one of my common settings.

I'm not normal.