I know we're kind of dead but...

Yesterday morning I had a disturbing dream. (I have not been remembering dream at all lately, except for the particularly visceral and sinister bits).

For some reason I had done a facebook search for a guy I knew in second grade. Oddly enough I really wanted to have sex with him. He said he was a virgin and that he'd only have sex after marriage. So I wedded and bedded him.

And then I cooked him into a stir fry!

Don't mind me, I'm only sleeping

You know we have 68 posts so far?

I had a dream about having a baby. More on this later.

ICED?!

I had a dream the other day where I was coffeeshop-hopping. In one of the coffee shops I ordered a soy latte in my usual soft-spoken way, but an iced soy latte with mocca. Sometimes I do get an iced soy latte when I ask for a regular one but this time I flipped out, which I never do. It felt good to go crazy in my dream, have so much catharsis over something as insignificant as coffee.

A fake awakening one

The complicated story felt like one out of a indie movie because it was set in during the winter in Russia, and people spoke as if they were being dubbed. At several times I realized it was a dream and thought that it would serve as fodder for a really good story. So I make myself wake up periodically and record the story into a tape player, even though I don't own one in real life. Here's what I could remember:

I was a man escaping from the law. I ducked in a park because that's where I arranged to meet with whoever was going to drive me out of the country. They never showed. I remember seeing frozen ponds and streams as I walked around trying not to freeze myself. Despite the cold, it wasn't a bad day. I came across a family: a boy and his dog first and who I presumed to be the boy's two parents. My deshelved appearance didn't make me ashamed to talk to them at all, and they seemed nice. I got to know them and instead of hanging around the frozen park, which was getting colder as night was setting in, I was invited to join them for dinner at their home. At some point I discover they're not really the boy's parents, but his guardian for some reason. After that it gets hazy. Some dilemma or another arises, and nothing gets resolved by the time I really wake up.
I got kinda pissed when I realized I didn't get any of it on tape.