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:: Tuesday, September 17, 2002 ::

So this will be really short because of the fact that I have class in about half an hour, but it's about dreams

My dreams have been getting weirder and weirder, and more and more lucid since I got here. I've talked to one of my roomates and he says the same thing - and he says he never remember his dreams. I'm just gonna try and throw out images from last night's dream - irregardless of what they may or may not mean.

Ok the two faces I remember clearly are of all people, Jenny Reicheld and Lindsay Shamberger. Odd? Yes, in that I was never too close for either, but then again the shit that I said in my dream wasn't very surprising. Extremely complimentary of both, primarily because they're both just wonderful people but I went into more detail. Lindsay came into the picture because at some point I was with Jenny and somebody said something even semi-negative about her, and I think I was drunk so I went into an explaination about just how wonderful she was, and how you couldn't say anything bad about her, and then Lindsay came through a door to my right and I just basically did a handoff and then started extolling her virtues as well. Kinda odd - but that was interrupted when a guy fell into the pool, very drunk, and I shit you not he basically turned into an american flag. It was clearly red white and blue at the bottom of the water. I dove in, as did two other people - one I can identify as Andrew (the guy who lives down the hall from me who was in my 2nd grade class but also happens to swim for LS), the other I didn't see. I'm not sure why I knew it was Andrew since I don't think I really saw him, but I knew. Either way, I'm underwater getting ready to pull the out when he just dissapears. I did one more sweep and then came up, almost drowning in the process because I'd stayed under too long.

So setting - we were originally at a party, clearly at a driveway because I remember hugging Jenny and looking over her shoulder at the garage door - of all things, it looked like Katess' driveway. I think that was just kinda an association I'm making now, because I'm thinking what it looked like and making a comparison you can understand - but then it morphed when the pool showed up, and it was a normal pool room - white tile and all. There was no shallow end, it was almost like it was a diving well and I dove in after the kid.

I don't remember a whole lot more of that one, and I've only got 20 minutes to be at class, so I gotta go.
:: Peter 10:36 AM [+] ::
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