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sarah_tvMaybe I am channeling University Santa Cruz last night.
First off, I want to say that I loved the room I was dreaming about having. Okay, so the door locked from the outside, and that the room mates were in interesting nerd territory, but it was CHERRY wood walls and floors, and there were these lighthouse windows and there was a soft white bed, and there was cabinets and bookshelves and a drawing desk, and it was all perfect ideal and compact! (Note, no computer in the room I could see). I loved it.
I know this is my room, because this is the room I went to wait out the cyclonic cloud gathering emptiness from outside gathering over a still bay/lake shore. (I blame this on the wind last night)
Of course, the neighbor had a mike... and I bumped it, and it was going to get me in conflict with another person, but I brought rum and it made it all better.
Landlady (She is an official Dream Person. Nice, but vindicitve) was talking about expanding to another house becuase new students were moving in and that I'd have to move. This made me sad... so I decided to walk.
... and I walked straight into the Male Bear Mating Contest, with like 14 bears all over the place, and wrestling and looking for new people to challenge...
... and I end up hiding in a Laundry Room with Joe Montana. In some weird version of a Cambell's Soup add that had some kind of weird toss the pill football thing. That part made the least sense to me, but I was about to wake up anyway. I wish I could remember what was written on the game. It probably would make that whole sequence make real sense.
What this really tells me is that I probably just want to live in Forest Territory, but I don't know how to deal with bears outside of just dying. (_).(_)
First off, I want to say that I loved the room I was dreaming about having. Okay, so the door locked from the outside, and that the room mates were in interesting nerd territory, but it was CHERRY wood walls and floors, and there were these lighthouse windows and there was a soft white bed, and there was cabinets and bookshelves and a drawing desk, and it was all perfect ideal and compact! (Note, no computer in the room I could see). I loved it.
I know this is my room, because this is the room I went to wait out the cyclonic cloud gathering emptiness from outside gathering over a still bay/lake shore. (I blame this on the wind last night)
Of course, the neighbor had a mike... and I bumped it, and it was going to get me in conflict with another person, but I brought rum and it made it all better.
Landlady (She is an official Dream Person. Nice, but vindicitve) was talking about expanding to another house becuase new students were moving in and that I'd have to move. This made me sad... so I decided to walk.
... and I walked straight into the Male Bear Mating Contest, with like 14 bears all over the place, and wrestling and looking for new people to challenge...
... and I end up hiding in a Laundry Room with Joe Montana. In some weird version of a Cambell's Soup add that had some kind of weird toss the pill football thing. That part made the least sense to me, but I was about to wake up anyway. I wish I could remember what was written on the game. It probably would make that whole sequence make real sense.
What this really tells me is that I probably just want to live in Forest Territory, but I don't know how to deal with bears outside of just dying. (_).(_)
