Dreams are weird, man
Apr. 29th, 2014 07:09 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amberdreamsI woke up crying this morning while in the throes of a desperate hug from my Dad. Ack, brain. He's not dead yet. Before that I was dreaming that I was in Rome with my parents. Mum had won a package from the Tourist Information that included some very stream-punky looking items - an old fashioned pocket watch being one - plus a key ring that had internet searches built into it. When you touched a link embedded in its surface you could feel it connecting by touching the back of the fob where the links were moving like little veins with blood flowing though them.
We were not only in Rome but at a convention-type event, and I left my Mum with some young fangirls while I went up this Italian version of the Statue of Liberty. It was made of stone and bronze, and had a huge flat dish instead of a torch which we were allowed to walk across. It was frigging terrifyingly high and had nothing to stop you falling off the edges. You also, for some reason, had to climb through a fence made of string to get up there, and across a two foot gap, which was also terrifying! Someone eventually got rid of the fence and then you could just walk across it, no problem. Hey ho, dream logic.
Afterwards I was trying to show my mother in law my holiday photos on an iPad and she kept tapping a back button before starting each time and couldn't seem to understand that was NOT the thing to do. Clearly my Dad's tentative playing with his new iPad yesterday was preying on my mind! As was my worry that Paul's mum would find herself suddenly looking at one of my albums of nekkid pictures by mistake!
We were not only in Rome but at a convention-type event, and I left my Mum with some young fangirls while I went up this Italian version of the Statue of Liberty. It was made of stone and bronze, and had a huge flat dish instead of a torch which we were allowed to walk across. It was frigging terrifyingly high and had nothing to stop you falling off the edges. You also, for some reason, had to climb through a fence made of string to get up there, and across a two foot gap, which was also terrifying! Someone eventually got rid of the fence and then you could just walk across it, no problem. Hey ho, dream logic.
Afterwards I was trying to show my mother in law my holiday photos on an iPad and she kept tapping a back button before starting each time and couldn't seem to understand that was NOT the thing to do. Clearly my Dad's tentative playing with his new iPad yesterday was preying on my mind! As was my worry that Paul's mum would find herself suddenly looking at one of my albums of nekkid pictures by mistake!
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Date: 2014-04-29 06:48 am (UTC)Look at some of you nekkid pictures folders - hopefully you'll have better dreams tonight!
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Date: 2014-04-29 05:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-04-29 10:54 am (UTC)RE: mothers snooping around on computers. I delete cookies, empty cache and clear history every day, because I live in constant fear of this. I practically pour clorox on the thing.
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Date: 2014-04-29 05:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-04-29 11:59 am (UTC)I dreamt last night that Dean stabbed the first blade into Sam's stomach and twisted it, then he woke up because he was dreaming, but every time he fell asleep, he had the same nightmare again, must have been at least six times! I think the Mark Of Cain story-line is beginning to haunt me! Why can't I have NICE dreams about Sam & Dean??!!
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Date: 2014-04-29 05:17 pm (UTC)no subject
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