Dreams.

[marenzi]

I haven't remembered a dream since we moved out here four years ago, which translates to throughout high school. I have no idea why my subconscious decided to take a rather permanent leave of absence, but I haven't even had that feeling of an unremembered dream. Biologically, I must be dreaming, but I don't retain anything.

Which is why I'm completely perplexed that I've begun dreaming this week. Vivid, sharp dreams, every night, about people I haven't seen in years - the group of guys I grew up with in Idaho. Some of them have hardly kept in touch, but I've apparently made up what they look like and sound like and act like now that they're all a little older. And I have no idea why or what triggered this.

I still miss them so much, because they were my last close friends and they were just - reckless, stupid boys who were amazing. But the dreams range all over the place. Some of them are completely mundane - we're on yet another camping trip together, or we're riding around in Sam's truck. Some of them are horribly foreboding, like the one where two of them (brothers) are dying but no one will tell me what's wrong, and their asshole dad is doing something. Some of them are entirely sexual. IDEK, BRAIN, SERIOUSLY. Am I supposed to fly out and save them all from a camping trip and then have an orgy? I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU ARE TRYING TO TELL ME.

I'm just faintly amused that, when I finally begin dreaming again, it's about these guys I haven't seen in forever. And I have no idea why I'm even dreaming. They must be ~*DEEPLY SIGNIFICANT VISIONS or something.

In conclusion, I'm one of Azazel's chosen kids. Trufax.

Comments

[laceandgrace.livejournal.com]

Dreams really can be made of the weirdest things. And the most random circumstances. That is really weird though, if you've not dreamed recently, and all of a sudden it's about these guys.

[marenzi.livejournal.com]

I just have no idea why I would begin dreaming again, much less about them!