Dreams

Dream are weird things you know. I’m not your typical person who has dreams about the last thing they think about, or has dreams related to things they’re worried about. My dreams are so freaking crazy and out there, that most of my stories come from dreams because I know I wouldn’t have EVER come up with this information consciously.

I bring this up because last night I had around 3 or 4 different dreams, two of them I remember very vividly.

The first of the two was in a tree house. A gigantic, furniture filled tree house. I believe that I went into the tree house in the previous dream, but now the sequence was all different. I was in a futon, and Edward Cullen was in there with me.

Now let me point out, usually in my dreams the point of view I am is usually not me. (I know, sounds convenient right?) But this time I’m pretty sure the point of view I was in was Bella’s. At least I don’t want to think of it as me, because really Edward Cullen is not my type of guy.

There was this tense atmosphere as everything was quiet and like I just knew this was the moment right before he bites Bella/Me in the neck. And the entire thing was just the anticipation, he never ended up biting. The atmosphere is what makes it the most memorable of the dreams because it was so… intriguing. I definitely want to try to mimic that same atmosphere in a story.

Then the next memorable dream was about a dream later; the one I had just before I woke up. It was like I was in a video game where I had swords, guns, daggers, etc. and I was just killing enemies. Like I believe the dream before it was someone trying to murder me in my house and I was defending myself. But eventually it turned into a full out video game sequence. I mean like, at the end I was overwhelmed by enemies and narrowly escaped, only to find out that I had lost after I got to the final room.

It was interesting because none of the weapons I had seemed to work correctly. The swords were always a little flimsy; I kept trying to find one that was actually like hard steel. The daggers I never got to use, and the guns always had like 5 bullets to use before it was empty.

That’s the way my dreams always are when I have weapons, it makes a little sad ;_; I would like weapons that work considering dreams are the ONLY times I can use them to kill stuff in semi real life.

Blah, for all you dream interpreters got any idea what flawed weapons indicate :P? Haha.

Ah man, Edward Cullen. And that was the first time I dreamt of him too.