DUMBEST DREAM EVER.

[zustifer]

At one point last night I dreamt I looked in a mirror and my entire body was somehow all over freckles, to the point that it was almost as if I was melanin-colored all over. But when you looked closely it was splotchy and dalmationlike, and I was VERY ANNOYED with myself for managing to get so UV-exposed.
I can't believe my mind thinks it's worthwhile to have dreams like this. What happened to all the awesome phantasmagorical sci-fi stuff I used to dream? WHERE ARE THE TRIPOD-DREAM-SELVES OF YESTERYEAR?

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[diaryarena.livejournal.com]

The notable part of my dream last night was lying in a bed and looking at a ceiling and seeing that the little thermometer and chandelier nipple and air vent things had rearranged themselves randomly. then they filled the ceiling, flashing into different patterns incredibly fast.
I woke up in terror, and found that when I closed my eyes the grey grid of random nerves was being translated into ribbons of dice by my brain, long snaking cords of white dice with black pips, the count of them changing constantly as my optic nerves buzzed.
It took a while to get back to sleep.

[sanspoof.livejournal.com]

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