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Having one of those weeks where stress leads to bad dreams leads to bad moods leads to stress...
Now-incoherent epic dream last night involving a love triangle between serial killers who kept graphically murdering each other to magically resurrect the last one killed. They lost a chunk of body each time, so by the end, one of them was completely missing her torso except for the spine, having been killed and resurrected several times by that point. They also killed a bunch of other innocent people for shits and giggles.
Horrible, horrible dream. Woke up incoherent and shaking.
Now-incoherent epic dream last night involving a love triangle between serial killers who kept graphically murdering each other to magically resurrect the last one killed. They lost a chunk of body each time, so by the end, one of them was completely missing her torso except for the spine, having been killed and resurrected several times by that point. They also killed a bunch of other innocent people for shits and giggles.
Horrible, horrible dream. Woke up incoherent and shaking.
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Date: 2010-06-04 05:44 pm (UTC)From:My dream last night was missing my flight at JFK. I was supposed to go to a wedding, and my dad decided he wasn't driving, so my sister and my mom were helping me get my stuff together, but I'd have to take the train to make it in time because traffic sucks to Long Island, and they didn't know what the PATH was, and eventually it ended with me lost in a ginormous parking structure while my plane took off in the next building over.
I hate JFK. I always miss my flights outta there. (Hence the dedication to EWR.)