Monday, December 30, 2002
SONG: Sleep-all-Sleep-all-Day!
That song just fits perfectly into the mood of the past two days. I wake up in the afternoon and sleep in the early morning. A bad bad routine! It's giving me a headache. Strange dreams too I might add. So strange, that's how I still remember them.
*Flash*
I'm inside a condominium building that is supposedly a dormitory structure. It's night time. I find out I'm entering the 3rd Floor and one of the eight apartments on that circular level. Two elevators, but since it's "past curfew" if you touch the button it would sound an alarm and this mean old lady from the Ground Level will come up to "haunt you or scold you".
I enter the apartment and it is dark but there are Liquaware Chinese Wood cabinets all around (the black furnatures). Next thing I know a companion from an organization I quit from (VPAPU) appears from the corner and it's his apartment. This huge apartment place just for one person?
It's Jerwyn from COM1-1 and he tells me that the apartment is his dorm room. In my dream, I'm standing there amazed by how his "dorm room" is closer to the Ground Level "thus getting to class is faster". That's where I also suddenly say something about "how my dorm room is on the 9th floor, so far from the ground floor."
Very strange. Than he says something that "there are two kinds of apartments in the Condominium Towers. The Liquaware Black furnature and the Redwood furnature."
I leave the room and he shuts the door and in my dream I feel greatly fearful of the elevators. From the 3rd floor I enter the "humid" stairwell and head up to the 9th floor.
It gets blurry from there, but then I remember that I arrive on the 9th floor. It's no longer the middle of the night, but it's early morning and the sky is navy blue. I head over to my "dorm room", 906, and than I enter.
The place is a wreck. It's windy, and white sheets or curtains with slices on them are blowing hard across the big room.
*Flash*
That's what I recall of my dream last night. I can't remember the ones before it, but I know that I've had two or three others like it and each one featured some "guest" character from my real life.
In reality, that condominium tower is a location I've lived in when I was in Okinawa Japan while my dad was still serving in the US Navy. There were 9 levels in the tower, and our apartment number was 906. About 80% of how I saw the tower in my dream was true. But things like the 9th floor being windy, open-air, and the alarms setting off at some certain "curfew"... were not true in realty.
That song just fits perfectly into the mood of the past two days. I wake up in the afternoon and sleep in the early morning. A bad bad routine! It's giving me a headache. Strange dreams too I might add. So strange, that's how I still remember them.
*Flash*
I'm inside a condominium building that is supposedly a dormitory structure. It's night time. I find out I'm entering the 3rd Floor and one of the eight apartments on that circular level. Two elevators, but since it's "past curfew" if you touch the button it would sound an alarm and this mean old lady from the Ground Level will come up to "haunt you or scold you".
I enter the apartment and it is dark but there are Liquaware Chinese Wood cabinets all around (the black furnatures). Next thing I know a companion from an organization I quit from (VPAPU) appears from the corner and it's his apartment. This huge apartment place just for one person?
It's Jerwyn from COM1-1 and he tells me that the apartment is his dorm room. In my dream, I'm standing there amazed by how his "dorm room" is closer to the Ground Level "thus getting to class is faster". That's where I also suddenly say something about "how my dorm room is on the 9th floor, so far from the ground floor."
Very strange. Than he says something that "there are two kinds of apartments in the Condominium Towers. The Liquaware Black furnature and the Redwood furnature."
I leave the room and he shuts the door and in my dream I feel greatly fearful of the elevators. From the 3rd floor I enter the "humid" stairwell and head up to the 9th floor.
It gets blurry from there, but then I remember that I arrive on the 9th floor. It's no longer the middle of the night, but it's early morning and the sky is navy blue. I head over to my "dorm room", 906, and than I enter.
The place is a wreck. It's windy, and white sheets or curtains with slices on them are blowing hard across the big room.
*Flash*
That's what I recall of my dream last night. I can't remember the ones before it, but I know that I've had two or three others like it and each one featured some "guest" character from my real life.
In reality, that condominium tower is a location I've lived in when I was in Okinawa Japan while my dad was still serving in the US Navy. There were 9 levels in the tower, and our apartment number was 906. About 80% of how I saw the tower in my dream was true. But things like the 9th floor being windy, open-air, and the alarms setting off at some certain "curfew"... were not true in realty.
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