![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
you know what time it is
Feb. 1st, 2006 12:06 pmlenox dream diary time!
so, in this dream, i am driving in a mall parking lot. the car i was driving was probably the bonneville (it's my dream car of choice, apparently). I am near the entrance to a store, and the car in front of me stops to pick some people up. One of the people looks back at me and waves excitedly. I'm assuming he recognizes me so I raise my hand to wave. I flash a peace sign, which embarasses me to death, as I try to pass it off like a regular wave by contorting my hand quickly.
Apparently these people know me, so they come back to say hi. I have no clue who they are. They get into the car, but all of a sudden I am not driving anymore (hey, it's a dream, ok?). Someone asks me, "so how've you been, Martin? how was the grand canyon?" and I have to explain that Martin is not me. Once we get that sorted out, we decide to hang out anyway. I don't remember much about the rest of the dream, other than the fact that we went to the beach and went swimming in our clothes. If I had to wager a guess, I'd say it played out like one of those musical montages in an 80s or 90s movie about teens or twentysomethings going on a 'journey of self-discovery and self-actualization' blah blah type stuff where the music is probably something soft and folky but hip.
you know what i mean. what i want to know is : why did i invite such a silly dream (THAT STARTS AT A _MALL_ OF ALL PLACES) into my head!?
so, in this dream, i am driving in a mall parking lot. the car i was driving was probably the bonneville (it's my dream car of choice, apparently). I am near the entrance to a store, and the car in front of me stops to pick some people up. One of the people looks back at me and waves excitedly. I'm assuming he recognizes me so I raise my hand to wave. I flash a peace sign, which embarasses me to death, as I try to pass it off like a regular wave by contorting my hand quickly.
Apparently these people know me, so they come back to say hi. I have no clue who they are. They get into the car, but all of a sudden I am not driving anymore (hey, it's a dream, ok?). Someone asks me, "so how've you been, Martin? how was the grand canyon?" and I have to explain that Martin is not me. Once we get that sorted out, we decide to hang out anyway. I don't remember much about the rest of the dream, other than the fact that we went to the beach and went swimming in our clothes. If I had to wager a guess, I'd say it played out like one of those musical montages in an 80s or 90s movie about teens or twentysomethings going on a 'journey of self-discovery and self-actualization' blah blah type stuff where the music is probably something soft and folky but hip.
you know what i mean. what i want to know is : why did i invite such a silly dream (THAT STARTS AT A _MALL_ OF ALL PLACES) into my head!?
