Use this thread to describe any odd or interesting dream you may have if you can remember them.
I just had a nightmare, I guess you would call it a nightmare. I actually got up and wanted to write it down before I forget it.
I was spending the night at someone else's house. My mom and my sister were spending the night there too. My sister had at least one friend with her. I believe one was a girl we grew up with named Cathy Shield but she didn't look exactly like Cathy in the dream. It was very vague and, well, dreamlike.
I was staying in an upstairs bedroom with two of my friends. One of them was undefined and he was sleeping on a low cot. The other friend was Curious Hair. I don't know what he looked like. I've never met Curious Hair. I just know it was him. Curious Hair and I were sharing a queen bed. It wasn't sexual though. The Curious Hair character definitely did not look like Ryan Phillippe. In fact, if there was anything at all sexual about this dream it was a vague sense that maybe I should be trying to bang the Cathy Shield character rather than playing records with Curious Hair and the other guy. But playing the records seemed more interesting and it was what I really wanted to be doing.
In fact, I did not want to be bothered by my sister and her friends who kind of vacillated in the dream between being little kids and teenagers. I was my current age. Curious Hair was Curious Hair. The other guy was undefined but he was at least an older teenager if not an adult.
I had locked the door to our room so as not to be disturbed by the girls. But for some reason my mom decided she was going to open the lock for them. I was crazy pissed and I ran over and slammed the door back shut and locked it again and yelled at my mom who was acting like it was no big deal. "Let them play too. They just want to be part of the fun."
I got the door shut and we went back to listening to albums. I was playing
Loaded by the Velvet Underground, specifically "Sweet Jane". As it played I was explaining it like a rock critic to an obviously bored Curious Hair and the other guy whose opinion I didn't care about (maybe it was Darkside
). Curious Hair seemed to be falling asleep. The other guy decided it was his turn to play one and he removed the needle from the record and went to put something else on. I was explaining to Curious Hair that the best part of "Sweet Jane" was actually the guitar play on the outro, when my sister and Cathy picked the lock again. I became absolutely furious. Cathy was wearing a long wool nightie. I slapped my sister across the face. Then I slapped her again. She yelled for our mom. And started screaming about having me arrested. Then she went to a closet down the hall and released a hairy bat that was literally the size of a horse. That was when I awakened in a cold sweat and began typing this.