THE DAILY DIVERSION

SCOURING MY BRAIN FOR A LITTLE ACTIVITY

Monday, March 27, 2006

I'M ALL OVER IT THIS MORNING...

Well, I finally had a dream I remember last night. It wasn't one that I want to have again any time soon, but I had it and I'll discuss it. I also had two songs today. Both were directly related to the dream, so I'll get to them also.

First things first, we finished moving. The entire apartment isn't completely set up yet, but most of the major areas are livable, and that'll work, for now. We actually got everything out of the old one Friday night, and before sundown at that. I've learned that you can move things a lot faster with 4 people than 1. I'll have to keep that in mind next time I decided to move again!

Okay, on to the dream...
Dream of the day: Adrianne and I are driving around in Bowling Green. We're not in either one of our car's though. Adrianne is driving someone's tan Toyota Camry, and I'm riding shotgun. I notice that I'm drinking caffeine-free Pepsi in a can, but I'm not drinking straight out of the can. I keep pouring small amount into, basically, a shot glass, and drinking half the shot at a time. I'm not sure why we're just driving around, until I get a call from a friend of mine from Owensboro. He tells me that he's at a bar and wonders if we'll come pick him up. I say, "Sure, why not!"

Anyway, we go to pick him up, and the place reminds me of the Executive Inn in Owensboro, but I know we're in BG. We pull around front and people are just sitting outside, smoking. Some woman that knows Adrianne flags us down and they chat for a few minutes. It looks like we're parked right in the middle of the patio or something, because people are just standing around. I think I see our friend, so I yell "Jeff! Yo Jeff!". The guy finally looks over at me, and it's not him. From the side it looked like he had a shaved head, like my friend, but when he turned toward me he had a full head of hair.

Finally Adrianne puts the car in park and go around the back to find him. They return instantaneously, but Adrianne hops in the back seat. Jeff assumes the drivers position. Does no one else see the problem with this? We're Jeff's designated drivers, since he's been drinking, yet he's driving? Before I can even say, "Wait, man, I'll drive!", we're out of the parking lot. He's driving around Willow Creek apartments in Bowling Green, and I keep telling him "Pull over and stop, and I'll drive." Instead, he acts like he's going to pull over and just keeps going. At one point he actually pulls into a parking lot, then proceeds to drive into a field over to another parking lot.

I start to get a little pissed and yell at him to "Park the fuckin' car! NOW!!" It still doesn't deter him. We're not on a one lane road. I don't know if it's a one way or not, but it's only wide enough for one car. He says "Let's see what this baby can do!" I adamantly say "NO!"

By now, Adrianne is asleep in the backseat. She has no clue what is going on, as Jeff pounds the accelerator. We're coming up on a curve when I see a little black boy (appeared to be about 3 years old), who was wearing an American Flag t-shirt and Spiderman sleepy pants, running out toward the street. I start screaming for Jeff to stop. He doesn't. He barrels us up around the curve and I look out my window and the box is running on his front porch, which is caged in with black bars. He couldn't get out to the street if he had to.

Then, as soon as I turn my head back to look out of the windshield a 1977 Lincoln Continental pulls out where it will hit us head on...

I shoot up out of bed where I'm sitting upright. I'm breathing so hard that it feels like my lungs are trying to escape my chest. I actually wake up Adrianne this way. This was at 5:45 this morning. I really haven't been back to sleep since then. My stomach hurt the rest of the morning, and I tried desperately to go back to sleep. Nothing happened. I just kept going over my dream in my head. Tis the life of a lucid dreamer.

What it means? To tell the truth, I have no clue. The driving thing I can understand. Usually driving has something to do with your path in life. The directions you're going, etc. In the beginning, Adrianne and I are driving along. That's good stuff. Our life paths going along smoothly. Then someone else takes over, which could mean that someone else is trying to influence our lives and push us in another direction. Not sure about that? It's just an idea. The speed with which everything happens is kind of bothersome too, but I usually drive fast, so it shouldn't bother me like it did. Maybe it was just because someone who was drunk was driving that fast. Seeing the kid on the porch, caged in, may signify my own "inner-child" wanting to get out? Lastly, I see the car accident coming, but get out of it before it happens. So, the accident could be some problems in my life, but by me waking up, thus diverting them, I won't have to actually deal with them.

Ahh, so many odds and ends this morning. I'm tired and need to go back to sleep for a while, but I'm at work and I've got things to do, as usual. So, I'd better go on to my song(s).

Song of the Day (#1): "Cold" by Crossfade from their self-titled album

"You are the antidote that gets me by
Something strong
Like a drug that gets me high

What I really meant to say
Is I'm sorry for the way I am
I never meant to be so cold to you"


This was in my head when I first woke out of my dream this morning. It soon subsided into...

Song of the Day (#2): "DOA" by the Foo Fighters from In You Honor

This song speaks for itself I believe. Well, at least the chorus that was in my head does anyway:

"It's a shame we have to die my dear
No-one's getting out of here alive
This time
You're away to go but have no fear
No-one's getting out of here alive
This time"

Okay, so that wraps it up for today. I got back to dreaming and having a song, or two, in my head. Hopefully we'll keep the trend going. I think I'll be sure to eat some spicy food tonight also, just to see what happens. Last week I didn't really eat any dinner, so that's probably why I wasn't dreaming. So, just remember... FOOD = Dreams
||Inflicted on you by John, at 8:50 AM

3 Comments:

I have to issue my own caution on food = dreams...I used to always have nightmares if I ate Taco Bell for dinner. And if I eat after 7 or 8, I have bad dreams...strange how food affects you that way.
Anonymous Anonymous, at 8:37 PM  
Beer usually means no dreams, that I can recall anyway. Spicy foods usually bring out the good stuff. I ate some hamburger helper last night, so nothing happened. I don't know what I'm going to have for dinner tonight. Well, in all fairness, I know I had dreams last night. I just couldn't remember any of them.

I think they've done a bunch of tests on how Pepperoni reacts with your brain. I've heard of people having crazy dreams due to eating Pepperoni pizza. Personally, Pepperoni pizza usually leaves me in the bathroom all night, due to how greasy it always is!
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