RE: "Seriously brain, what the hell?" A Thread For Weird Dreams and Nightmares
01-09-2015, 12:00 PM
I've been having the same nightmare for two days now which took an even more frustrating turn today? Probably due to depression making a roaring resurgence but hey
It starts out with it being my birthday and for some reason i'm at a house on the hill which belongs to the family of a friend i had in high school. All of my other high school friends are there, which now that i think about it isn't really a good sign because those friendships have all since broken down :v
Anyway, we start noticing smoke and things coming from up a bit higher on the hill? and then flame, which rapidly spread. So i say uh, we should probably evacuate, and in the process of getting friend's mum and brother awake and people out of the house the fire gets to the properties behind their one and there is a steady stream of people heading down the hill. My other friends are trying to grab random stuff from the house to take everything with them and i tell them to stop being dumb because we have to go, and we all pile into a couple of cards and head down the hill, which winds around everywhere and includes random parts of new zealand roads that i vaguely remember? and a bunch of it is raised and part of the hill despite being on the flat irl?
While we're doing this there is a man behind us totally on fire who collapses onto the road, and a few cars on fire going past too. We stop a bit down the hill for a break; the fire catches up to us during and we have to leave again.
Anyway at some point we get to my new house, which has apparently been built by my parents while i was away and they've just moved in. Its huge and fancy and a bunch more people come to the party at this point. We hang around for a wee bit, but at this point its something like 4am so we all decide to go to bed, split between 2 rooms. Everyone crams into one room (my bedroom, which is huge so its not that much of an issue) and keeps talking, even after i tell them to be quiet. Each time i tell everyone that i just want to sleep someone starts talking again after about 30 seconds, and at one point i can't figure out how to turn the tv off with all the remotes (since it mysteriously turned on).
I throw a fit and tell everyone fine, i'll sleep in the other room. A few people follow me and i tell them to go away, i want to sleep on my own but they come with anyway. We all get into various beds and they start talking again, so i start yelling and that wake mum, who also yells at them. At this point its gotten light, i'm super tired and super angry, and apparently there are some builders coming to do renevations on the seemingly finished room that i'm trying to sleep in. They drive through the front wall of the house, and their van in on fire, which i point out but they say that oh no its fine, it just does that sometimes.
I woke up around then. Possibly one of the worst sleeps i've ever had?
It starts out with it being my birthday and for some reason i'm at a house on the hill which belongs to the family of a friend i had in high school. All of my other high school friends are there, which now that i think about it isn't really a good sign because those friendships have all since broken down :v
Anyway, we start noticing smoke and things coming from up a bit higher on the hill? and then flame, which rapidly spread. So i say uh, we should probably evacuate, and in the process of getting friend's mum and brother awake and people out of the house the fire gets to the properties behind their one and there is a steady stream of people heading down the hill. My other friends are trying to grab random stuff from the house to take everything with them and i tell them to stop being dumb because we have to go, and we all pile into a couple of cards and head down the hill, which winds around everywhere and includes random parts of new zealand roads that i vaguely remember? and a bunch of it is raised and part of the hill despite being on the flat irl?
While we're doing this there is a man behind us totally on fire who collapses onto the road, and a few cars on fire going past too. We stop a bit down the hill for a break; the fire catches up to us during and we have to leave again.
Anyway at some point we get to my new house, which has apparently been built by my parents while i was away and they've just moved in. Its huge and fancy and a bunch more people come to the party at this point. We hang around for a wee bit, but at this point its something like 4am so we all decide to go to bed, split between 2 rooms. Everyone crams into one room (my bedroom, which is huge so its not that much of an issue) and keeps talking, even after i tell them to be quiet. Each time i tell everyone that i just want to sleep someone starts talking again after about 30 seconds, and at one point i can't figure out how to turn the tv off with all the remotes (since it mysteriously turned on).
I throw a fit and tell everyone fine, i'll sleep in the other room. A few people follow me and i tell them to go away, i want to sleep on my own but they come with anyway. We all get into various beds and they start talking again, so i start yelling and that wake mum, who also yells at them. At this point its gotten light, i'm super tired and super angry, and apparently there are some builders coming to do renevations on the seemingly finished room that i'm trying to sleep in. They drive through the front wall of the house, and their van in on fire, which i point out but they say that oh no its fine, it just does that sometimes.
I woke up around then. Possibly one of the worst sleeps i've ever had?