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Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Dream Fragment?

Last night, I dreamed about meeting a comic book writer. I think maybe it was Frank Miller? I think I was at a comic book convention. I have no memory of anything else.

Monday, April 7, 2008

Dream 11

This was a very sad dream. In it, I caught my sister in bed with my ex-boyfriend. I was crushed, completely betrayed by both of them. I screamed at him, "How could you? She's married!" He tried to tell me that I couldn't be upset, because I had told him he could date other people. Meanwhile, my sister simply grinned evilly at me. I was so angered by this that I tried to physically hurt her. I wrung her neck, tried hitting her, but nothing stopped her from smiling and laughing at me. A conscious part of me knew I didn't want to hurt her, that I love her and that she would never do something like this, which made the dream all the more disturbing.

Dream 10

In this dream, I was in a casino. I placed several bets at the roulette wheel, being careful to be conservative with my chips; I think I was cheating or maybe someone was plotting to take my winnings, because several people were watching me. When I had won several times, I took my chips and went to a blackjack table. Again, I was very conservative with my bets, as I was conscious that if I won too much or too conspicuously, my winnings would be taken from me.

Dream 9

I dreamed that I had a stalker. In the dream, the stalker was "played" by a famous actor, who showered me with gifts: clothes, flowers, etc. I became afraid of him, but finally worked up the nerve to tell him to go away. He became enraged and tried to get into my apartment. I was about to take a shower and so was naked (of course! isn't that how it always works in these dreams?). I had to run around locking doors and windows. He found every potential escape route and pounded and screamed at me to let him in. Finally, I ran to my bathroom, locked the door and sat with my back against it in case he got in.

When he left, I grabbed a few things and immediately looked for a new apartment. I signed a lease for the first one I found. When I returned to my old apartment, the door was open and I could that my apartment had been ransacked. All my furniture and clothes had been broken or shredded.