I can think about something random and then create a dream around it. In these dreams all the characters in my life story are recast in different roles. Enemies become close friends, loved ones wander in and out like silent extras. I often find myself in the most insanely bizzare situations, far too sophisticated for my conscious mind to imagine. I'll often wake suddenly, at ridiculous hours of the morning, disoriented and confused. I'll say a few words to myself "what's that all about?" or "this is not happening". And then I'll go right back to the dream as soon as my head hits the pillow, picking up where ever I left off. Panicky. Lucid. Helplessness.
This is a bad excuse to start smoking weed again, but then again I never promised anything to anyone.
I guess when you get right down to it, I really want one of them new X-Boxes.
wha..?
do you have a friend named "Tyler Durden"