Very strange dream.

[gridlore]

Just before I woke up this morning.

I was riding a chopper around San Jose. Nothing unusual there, I often have dreams about riding. One off thing was that in my dream I had long hair and a full beard, and was wearing Wrecking Crew MC colors. After tooling around the Alameda and the Rose Garden areas for a while, I got on 101 South and next thing I know I'm in Los Angeles. I call isomeme and offer to meet him at his office for lunch. Note that I've never seen his office, so my mind inserted some generic high-tech campus place.

I roll into the parking lot and see Craig. I get off the bike, and walk right by him as if in a daze. Now I'm carrying to boxes from Lord&Sons. I enter an area under construction and out the boxes down. When I do that, I'm suddenly overcome by vertigo. I'm stumbling around unable to get my balance, and come to a sliding glass door. I go through it into a huge cube farm. The place is blacked out with the only light coming from the distant tinted windows. I find myself stumbling down these corridors, bouncing off the walls, and growing increasingly aware of a high-pitched keening. I'm overwhelmed with the feeling that I have to get somewhere, but have no idea where it is.

Then I woke up.

Weird, huh?

Comments

[patagucci-thong.livejournal.com]

lol....yeah, a chopper would totally suit you, I think. :)