mumblemumble *yawn*
Aug. 2nd, 2006 02:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
saifaiInsomnia
I'm so tired. I couldn't sleep last night. It was so weird. I would think for a split second that I'd felt fatigue... but then my eyes would pop open and the feeling would slide away.
At one point I took sleeping pills. I even went to my bedroom and laid down. After the third time around counting patterns on the ceiling, I gave it up for a lost cause. I headed downstairs for some Sleepytime tea.
Some time around 5am I finally did get to sleep. After a half dozen cups of tea and more staring at the ceiling, the exhaustion hit me like a freight train.
Weird Dreams
I had the weirdest dreams too. I dreamed of a mall, or some business facility, that I worked in. The place was being remodeled and had the most interesting architectural details. There were giant chandeliers hangning down from the roof that almost looked like there were covered in glass made of bubbles. The glass all shone with an irresdescent briliiance. The floors were covered ever so often with with thick opaque glass tiles back lit from lights underneath.
Once I got outside, I walked out to my car. My car was the same color as the one I own in real life, but it was a hatchback. The rear driver side panel of the car was covered with a giant decal of Flash Gordon, with the name "Flash" emblazened in black decal on the rear side window. On the back of the car was a weird X-Men like comic character I've never seen before. He had the title of "Chupa" on the rear window. He had a blue costume (and it kinda reminded me of a cross between Wolverine and Robin from Teen Titans).
I kept thinking to myself how strange that was. I would never put huge decals like that on my car, but if I had I probably would have went with Spiderman. I shrugged my shoulders to myself thinking if it was my car I must have done it for a reason.
I got in my car and pulled my keys out of my purse. As I'm getting ready to insert the key into the ignition, another sedan the same color as my car drives around in front of my car. The driver stares at me as he passes. I figure he must not like Flash Gordon and don't think much of it. That is until he stopped in front of my car. Two cars pulled alongside him, trapping me in front. I glanced in my rear and side mirrors to see three identical cars in back too. I shot my hand up to the lock switch on my door. Just as the three men from the rear cars were getting out and walking up to my doors, I engaged the locks.
I struggled to get my keys in the ignition, fumbling with them constantly in my nervousness near to the point of panic. I remember an email someone had sent me about these people who would block your car in just as you got in, open your doors just before you would start the car, and pull you out the steal the car. Thinking of that as the men from the front three cars got out and surrounded my car, I fumbled around for my cell phone and opened it with one hand while I was searching in my purse for my wallet. I opened the cell to dial 911 just as one of the men bent down to peer in my window. His eyes glanced from me to the cell phone and back before he made a motion and...
That's when I woke up. Pretty freaky, huh? I thought for sure I was a goner. I'm so glad I woke up.
Now to make myself feel better I'm going to go work my way through that chocolate chip cookie dough I still haven't made into cookies with yet. *gr*
I'm so tired. I couldn't sleep last night. It was so weird. I would think for a split second that I'd felt fatigue... but then my eyes would pop open and the feeling would slide away.
At one point I took sleeping pills. I even went to my bedroom and laid down. After the third time around counting patterns on the ceiling, I gave it up for a lost cause. I headed downstairs for some Sleepytime tea.
Some time around 5am I finally did get to sleep. After a half dozen cups of tea and more staring at the ceiling, the exhaustion hit me like a freight train.
Weird Dreams
I had the weirdest dreams too. I dreamed of a mall, or some business facility, that I worked in. The place was being remodeled and had the most interesting architectural details. There were giant chandeliers hangning down from the roof that almost looked like there were covered in glass made of bubbles. The glass all shone with an irresdescent briliiance. The floors were covered ever so often with with thick opaque glass tiles back lit from lights underneath.
Once I got outside, I walked out to my car. My car was the same color as the one I own in real life, but it was a hatchback. The rear driver side panel of the car was covered with a giant decal of Flash Gordon, with the name "Flash" emblazened in black decal on the rear side window. On the back of the car was a weird X-Men like comic character I've never seen before. He had the title of "Chupa" on the rear window. He had a blue costume (and it kinda reminded me of a cross between Wolverine and Robin from Teen Titans).
I kept thinking to myself how strange that was. I would never put huge decals like that on my car, but if I had I probably would have went with Spiderman. I shrugged my shoulders to myself thinking if it was my car I must have done it for a reason.
I got in my car and pulled my keys out of my purse. As I'm getting ready to insert the key into the ignition, another sedan the same color as my car drives around in front of my car. The driver stares at me as he passes. I figure he must not like Flash Gordon and don't think much of it. That is until he stopped in front of my car. Two cars pulled alongside him, trapping me in front. I glanced in my rear and side mirrors to see three identical cars in back too. I shot my hand up to the lock switch on my door. Just as the three men from the rear cars were getting out and walking up to my doors, I engaged the locks.
I struggled to get my keys in the ignition, fumbling with them constantly in my nervousness near to the point of panic. I remember an email someone had sent me about these people who would block your car in just as you got in, open your doors just before you would start the car, and pull you out the steal the car. Thinking of that as the men from the front three cars got out and surrounded my car, I fumbled around for my cell phone and opened it with one hand while I was searching in my purse for my wallet. I opened the cell to dial 911 just as one of the men bent down to peer in my window. His eyes glanced from me to the cell phone and back before he made a motion and...
That's when I woke up. Pretty freaky, huh? I thought for sure I was a goner. I'm so glad I woke up.
Now to make myself feel better I'm going to go work my way through that chocolate chip cookie dough I still haven't made into cookies with yet. *gr*
