_chris_

I just woke up from a really odd dream.

I was standing on the sidewalk in some unfamiliar city. I'm sort of holding onto the trunk of some tree, which is growing up out of the sidewalk, sort of swinging back and forth, doing nothing in particular. I may have been talking to people, I remember some people being there, but I can't remember who they were now, I just remember someone other than myself being there. Next, I feel as if I'm in some huge place, about the size of a sports arena or auditorium, maybe. There's a big pile of something, in brown cardboard boxes with green labels stuck to them (the kind you see in some stores when a big sale is going on), about twenty feet away from me, and people are gathered around, as if there really is something going on. Then I start crying, REALLY crying, letting it all out like little kids do. I'm shaking so hard, it feels as if I'm convulsing, individual parts of my body, arms, legs, head, neck, all seem to be moving of their own accord, and I can't think to do anything except to lean against the wall and slide down into a squatting position, and keep crying. I have no idea at all as to why I'm crying so hard, or for that matter, why I feel the sudden burst of emotion, but it keeps coming and there's nothing I can do about it. I put my arms around my head and face to keep people from seeing what's going on, but it doesn't matter.

Then I woke up. I felt my face and it was completely dry. I'm still sitting here though, feeling as if I've cried until I can't cry anymore and kept on anyway. I just woke up, and nothing's going on, it's my day off work and I feel fine. I have no idea at all as to where this dream came from. It's pretty odd, regardless...

Meh.

Later.

-Chris-