M Dream 2

Dec. 8^th 09

From what I remember I was coming home to my beautiful house with this strange creature I had never seen before. It was almost like a turtule except the appendages were smaller and the shell was flater. The shell of which had a huge pices missing on the left side. Not to mention that this ceature had an unexplainable way of communicating with me with out the use of words. I just knew what it was telling me.

So I walk in the front door do the usual rounds and decide to walk to the back of the house. Of course I’ve got this strange creature with me which is probably directing me with out my realization. Before I can comprehend the situation I find my self in a completely different part of my house. I walk into this huge gorgeous bathroom. There’s no porcelain or gold sinks or that jazz. It’s just really big and something I’ve never seen before in my own damn house. Then I realize theres another laundry room. Twice as big as the one my mom’s been using in the front of the house. I’m just puzzled.

With the creature still in my hands I walk bak to the other part of the house. Now it’s completely different. But that doesn’t occor to me because everything seems normal in dreams. The house is now pretty much one big room with what I would guess as 14’ celiengs. However I wouldn’t know because I never bothered to pay attention. On the opposite wall of the Front door there are all these window/doors that open outward to a big field surrounded by more buildings. I stare out the window taking in the fact that I now live in apartment complex. Except there not apartments there full blown 1 story houses.

My black lab Holly runs up to my side and I show her the creature. For some reason it feels like they’re not going to get along. Trying to think of something that doesn’t involve conflict I decide to take a shower but quickly realiz that I can’t leafe this creature alone while I’m doing that. It Comes to my conclusion that I best put it outside. So I open one of the doors. Setting the creature on the ground I notice that the door has problems closing tight enough. At this point I really don’t want this creature in my house at all if I’m not there to watch it. But then next thing I know, this guy who looks like T.V.’s dad from the second Willy Wonka movie comes up and starts talking to the creature. I can’t completely remember what was being said but it sure was intresting enough for me to listen. Then I turn away and notice that almost all of the big glass doors are now starting to losen and open. Just wonderful. I then begin to close them as fast as I can. As I turn my head back to the creature and weirdo I see that they have moved farther away from me. And that damn guy with the gross combover is now trying to push an octopus through one of the glass doors. Yes the creature now turned into a octopus of all things.

Somehow with all the chaotic buildup I manage to keep them out and fix the doors. I turn around to finally go take my shower and then I see something I really rather not have. It’s Ronnie, an 80 year old alcoholic that I’ve met in my past. He’s hung himself in on a wall just outside my kitchen. Not only that but I’m pretty sure he was wearing my Carrabba’s uniform, or close enough to make me think that.

I just do not want to see that. I turn around and walk outside feeling immediately different as I do so. T.V. combover is now walking away without the creature. Running over to talk to him, I find that I’m suddenly counting money. I don’t even count money in my job at the this point in time so I really don’t know what it’s all about. This combover guy is pretty much telling me im materialistic which bothers me. I then try to sing a poem or something that is about enjoying life with out property possessions but I can’t remember the words. Especially because I’m trying to count money and follow this guy at the same time. Luckily I realize what I’m doing and stop. Gathering my thoughts I run over to the guy. He says “You know some people have nothing and they’re the happiest of all”. Just great I’m thinking. As if I’ve never heard that before. I ask him what happened to the creature. After all, that is supposed to be my primary objective. He exclaims that it has now turned into a purple umbrella which is now over in a bush where it was trying to sneak in as an octopus. I say thanks or whatever and run over. This stupid umbrella is alive though and I can’t pull it from the bush. It’s literally rolling away from me and I can’t decide whether to laugh or get pissed off. Finally I grab it but its still attached to the bush. I pull as hard as I can with no success so I just let go. The umbrella goes flying in the other direction and I hear a big crash. I walk around the bush to see what happened. The whole 3 stories of houses to my right are now completely gone. Only empty shells of concrete walls remain. I suddenly feel like time is flying by without my control whatso ever. I see what I presume to be my mom running in my direction from the buildings screaming. I look up to the sky behind me and feel absolutely miserable. Opening my eyes I then realize that it is only a dream.