I dreamed, last night - well, this morning, because it was past 8am when I finally got to sleep. The weird thing was that the dream itself wasn't anything particularly traumatic or unusual. It's a recurring dream of mine, in fact - I had moved into this new place with Mike, and we were settling in. Mike is always in these dreams, though he often doesn't actually appear.

The place we'd moved into was like - a set of rooms in a communal house or something, and they were arranged so that other people living there were continually having to come through our new living space to get to where they were going. This also happens every time, which makes me think my brain is telling me something, though I'm buggered if I know what. I secretly want to have strangers trooping through my bedroom on their way to the kitchen? I DON'T KNOW.

Anyway, the point of the dream, the thing that made me wake up crying (and I haven't stopped yet) is that John was supposed to be there. Only he wasn't, because he's dead. This isn't exactly news. He's been dead for ten years - it was the anniversary on Saturday, I just didn't want to talk about it then. In the dream, I was ...casting runes or something, flat white stones with white symbols on them, sitting on a bedroll/mattress sort of thing on a white carpeted floor picking up these white stones and putting them down again, and understanding that there was no point to it at all. No point casting those stones, no point reading the symbols, no point in moving to a new place or ever doing anything again, because he should have been there but instead he was dead.

So, yeah, that's been my day.

From: [identity profile] trillium-flower.livejournal.com


I have a similar dream about this time of year too. (The anniversary of my mothers death is wednesday.) Only in my dream theres a big center room that I'm in and other rooms go off like a pinwheel, and they have revolving doors. There must be some kind of thread... dunno what it is but thought it might make you feel a little better to know other people had similar dreams.

From: [identity profile] yesididit.livejournal.com


*hugs* hope you dream more pleasant stuff tonight.

From: [identity profile] trillium-flower.livejournal.com


I feel odd putting this comment in the context of your post.But maybe thats what doors are for. YOU DIDNT TELL ME RUTH WAS BACK!

RUTH! I identified with her more than any other character in all the seasons. I almost cried when she first shows up on the patio making dinner for her family. She looked so happy, and I knew it was going to end, but I wanted her to be happy for just a few minutes longer. Don't tell me what happens next. I want to be surprised by the twists and turns.

p.s. I hope you slept better tonight.
jamie,peanut and izzybell
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From: [personal profile] tamena

OK since this isn't the first off topic comment in this thread...


let me add to the confusion =)

Squish? I mentioned his name to my beloved - cause I like non-typical names like this...
and he asked is Squish got his name the same way Tucker did?
Tucker is Tucker because he tucks himself:
behind, on, below, beside, under, over, between, around and wherever else he can...

Jeffy was thinkin Squish probably did the same things - cept he kept getting sat on =)

and just cause - LOVE the critters =) Beautiful bunch o fluffs you have there
ext_15855: (Squish: Space cadet)

From: [identity profile] lizblackdog.livejournal.com

Re: OK since this isn't the first off topic comment in this thread...


His name was Max when I adopted him. I wanted to change it for two reasons - one, it totally didn't suit him and two, every male GSP in the ENTIRE DAMN WORLD seems to be named Max, seriously. It only took a short time to see clearly that he needed a very not typical name, because (in the best way possible) this dog is a FREAK.

He's actually named after a Cluster Lizard. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cluster_Lizard) There's a picture of his namesake on that Wiki page XD

(and awww, Tucker. CUTE)
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