Everyone has crazy dreams, or so I am told. However, I rarely remember my dreams after I head to the bathroom to shower and brush my teeth and begin thinking about the drive to school or begin concocting an elaborate blackmail scheme against one of my professors.
Recently though, I have been having some really insane dreams, and for once I have a very vivid recollection of them.
The Parasites:
For some reason I think maybe this had something to do with the fact I had recently seen the movie Bladerunner after my Crim Law professor talked about it in class. The first part of the dream I remember I walk into the lobby of this seemingly very important building. For some reason I know it is a corporate lobby. There is a very elaborate electronic sign on the wall that is maroon colored and keeps changing its display. The lobby is gray granite and there is a bank of six or so elevators. Next, very suddenly (I don't recall how this change happened) there are a lot of people in the lobby, and we are all talking to Alan Shawn Feinstein (don't ask me how I knew it was him-- but I knew it) who is this well known Rhode Island philanthrapist, who was somehow connected to this corporation. All the people are vying for Feinstein's attention, including me. At some point Feinstein falls on the floor by accident and I see this light green diamond shaped thing fall out from his skin and start wriggling around on the ground. I crush the thing with my foot but I see that more of them are crawling on Feinstein's back and under his skin. I try to warn him that I can see the parasites crawling around beneath his skin, but Feinstein ignores me and heads off, blissfully ignorant to the elevators. Then I notice that there are parasites under the skin of my own hand. I tear violently at them, trying to tear off my own skin, but as I chase them back to my elbow I see literally a pack of them crawling under my skin, up towards my head. I freak out thinking I am going to die. I wake up to banging my elbow against the wall next to my bed.
The library
In this dream I am at the library really late, although it looks like no library I have ever been in. There are all these people from class, although the only one I remember is this indian chick who I think is hot who sits in front of me in Con Law. There is this kid there who I get to talking with and it turns out that actually, his last name is the same as mine, and believe it or not, he is also from the same town as me! Unbelievable, but I chalk it up as having gone to private school. It turns out his family runs a terrantula farm where they raise giant spiders. Apparently there is a big market for them because they keep away pests on farms where they grow fruit. Amazing. I vow I will give him a call next time I am home, when the library closes. As I am heading home (in broad daylight for some reason) I pass a house on main street in my home town where my ex-girlfriend's family is having some sort of birthday party. They invite me in, but I tell them that I am sorry, but I am too busy. Then they are like, "But we have a pony!!!" I insist that I am too busy and keep walking. Strangely enough at this point I spot my car and get in and begin driving home, speeding of course. As I am speeding behind me a UPS truck pulls up behind me and turns out to be an undercover police car (somehow) and begins chasing me, at which point a high speed chase unsues, but I finally elude the truck as I pull into my drive way and watch as the truck speeds by and keeps going.
Final Dream
In this dream I am back in the factory that I worked in over the summers in college. The owner of the factory, this little guy (who no offense) is this nerdy gray haired guy who looks like an absent minded professor is out on the floor of the factory and he is walking around wearing one of those weird train engineer hats and overalls. He has one of those old fashioned oil cans and is walking around oiling various machines as he talks to me and he seems ridiculously short for some reason. Finally, he announces that as a special reward for the employees today they are giving away free oysters. In some sort of random lottery I am chosen to open the first oyster. I open the shell, but accidentally drop the oyster on the ground and someone else picks it up before I have a chance to get it. Before I know it, all the oysters are gone and there are none left for me (ala Stapler guy from Office Space with the b'day cake scene). I am really pissed about this, but wake up as the alarm goes off.
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