Friday, June 10, 2005

A dream by any other name would still be disturbing...

Back to the nether land of my minds subconscious:
My wife, my best friend and a contractor were walking down a dirt and gravel path. We were headed towards the house my wife had bought(?) for our family. The contractor was jabbering about how he had fixed some bridge work that the house needed and told my wife she was going to like it. (This leads me to believe she bought the house.) My best friend was complaining about how long we had to walk to get to my new place and how much of a pain it was going to be to move our stuff.

The path was very scenic. It appeared that our new home was in a semi-forested area similar to Boulder Creek, CA. When we go there I was stunned. From the outside this place appeared rather tiny, even if it was a cute cabinesque place in a beautiful forest.

Once inside I discovered that the place was a one room house. Yup, ONE. No bedrooms, no separate kitchen, no living room...just one room for it all. I was really stunned now. How on earth was I going to fit all 5 of us, let alone all our stuff, in this place! My wife then showed my the fenced off portion of the yard (apparently the house also came with decent acreage.) It had a chicken coop and a small storage thing. She then explained to me how easy it would be to expand and that we had plenty of land.

At this point it gets a little blurry. Somehow, I ended up reminiscing about my childhood and how I grew up in a small place (not really true). But somehow this triggered a memory buried in the recesses of mind (still dreaming...).

I remembered on day seeing a lady fall asleep in here bathtub (not sure who she was and how it was that I was seeing her in the tub.) Apparently she was semi incapacitated, I think drunk because she was unable to fight off the huge pack of rats that suddenly came up on her. Somehow, they dragged her into her car(?, as I try to remember right now, It seems to me that maybe she actually ran/hobbled to her car to get away???) where she was now fully dressed (not that I had seen her naked the first time, it was like a PG-13 movie where the bath and rats somehow 'discreetly' hid the 'naughty' parts). In the car I witnessed her get eaten alive by the rats.

She screamed horribly the whole time. I watched as one rat came up and bit her in the eye and she screamed, "I can't see! Oh god, someone help me". And other things like that until her head was a bloody mess that just dropped forward and was overrun by the rats....


Ugh! My mind is nuts. Thank God I woke up at this point, who knows what other nasty things my brain had in mind for the next part.....

Laje

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