So I dreamt all night...I lived in an apartment with an older woman I used to work with. We wanted to burn the place down, for the insurance I guess...all I know is we wanted to move and "start over" and burning the place was the only way to do it.
So it was my job to torch the place. I used "accelerants" ( watch too much TruTV), one being lighter fluid for refillable lighters ( like my Zippo ). I even put a large bottle of stuff in the oven with it turned on. I even had a box of matches in which I lit the entire thing. Odd thing is, I couldn’t get the flames blazing! I tried and tried and failed each time. As this was going on, we were trying to make it look like an accident but I didn't want my animals to be burnt to death. At one point I took them and a few select things I wanted to save from a fiery end ( the thing I can remember is my mini laptop) and took then down the hall from my apartment- which has some kind of mall...
Then some hoodlums come along and start causing trouble for me. I forget those details and can't really describe it but it's clear in my mind...I call some emergency responder who says they can't send the cops out so I just ended up fooling the hoodlums into thinking they were by approaching them while on a cordless phone and saying that I had called the cops.
Now back to the fire...For some reason) guilt or for of getting caught I guess) I say to my roommate "Let’s stay". So the arson is called off but then Firemen of some sort come out to investigate the "almost fire"( apparently there was some smoke, from he oven Ithon it was). Now I am acting all innocent and answering their questions. Now my roommate has changed into one of my girlfriends...not morphing or anything, just like it was supposed to be her the entire time. Her and I move about as normal as can be amongst the disheveled mess that is pout apartment. I offer them drinks. One man asks for a coke and all we have is coke zero. I also offer some diet orange soda, some type of green tea, milk or water. Sparing you of some details, I don't have as much to drink as I thought and can't provide to all of them ( there were like 5-7 men there). One's face I can see vividly but I can't place it. Doesn't look like anyone I know or have consciously seen before. That particular guy had told me milk would be fine. I gave him a small to-go type container that had maybe an ounce or two in it with intent to give more from a gallon jug. I then can't find the gallon of milk in our messy fridge. The guy declines anything else. Minutes later, I find the damn milk. It's 2% too, which is odd because I only drink skim...
The investigation proceeds and my roommate and I casually move about the apartment as the firemen as sitting relaxed about the place.
THEN the really odd thing...I am sitting in the floor and have some type of shower faucet with that extension tube thingy and I start bathing right there on the floor! I sit with my knees to my chest the whole time and for some reason no one bats an eye at it...
That's about all I can remember. Now dreams are supposed to have hidden meanings, right? SO WTH does all that crap mean I ask??
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