So, at the suggestion of that hawt 360 mamacita known as the Karin-Meister (*wink*), I've decided that yes- I am going to start sharing some of my most-bizarre dreams with you all. Cause I have them allllllllllll the time. I am a big dreamer- I dream pretty much every night and almost always remember most of them. And, usually they are really, really WEIRD...

I swear I feel like I have a 'random dream generator' built into my head. My brain saves up all these bits of nonsense from throughout the day- movies I watch, things I see, conversations I have, etc... then mixes them all up with the crap that is floating around in my subconscious to make these insane little vignettes in my sleeping mind. For instance, I watched Dawn Of The Dead '04 (for the over-a-hundredth time) last night... had a conversation with someone about ren faires... and heard about this new apt-type complex that my Great-Gramma moved into... my twisted brain filed this away, filled in the blanks from who-TF-knows-where, and here is what it spit out...

Last night's dream:

I am driving in my truck with Lobo (at least I think it was Lobo- only, he looked like the Lobo that I first knew 15+ years ago in high school, so it was hard to tell) My truck was black for some reason (in actuality, it's blue)

We are on our way to some sort of ren faire-ish thing, at least I think, and I tell the 'guy' (Lobo-Of-The-Past?)... "I have been to the future, so I have seen the future. Something really bad happens. I think we should just keep on driving, get as far away from here as possible." To which he replies, "It doesn't matter if we try to get away from it- it won't change anything. Whatever is going to happen, is going to happen... regardless of what we do now."

So, we continue on to the fair and pull into the insanely-packed parking lot; the whole place is teeming with thousands of people everywhere. We park, get out, and start making our way through the crowds. A few minutes pass, and suddenly, we begin hearing screams and noticing little pockets of panic-motion all around...

Before long we realize- it's ZOMBIES!

And they are rapidly multiplying and spreading gory death-undeath throughout the crowd.

So we start running, and somehow we get back to my truck and try to drive out of there. But by now, it is full-on zombie-mayhem and ren-faire-panic-stampedes, and even trying to get out of the place is almost impossible.

But somehow, after some hardcore car-ramming and zombie-running-over, I make it out of the crowds, onto the road, and back into the city. But we can't get too far, as by now it's spreading everywhere and crap is blowing up, vehicles are wrecking all over the place, stuff like that. And my truck has got 2 flats and is all messed up. So I aim for the doors of a high-rise apt complex, skid up as close as I can get to them, and we run inside.

No use blocking the doors- they are flimsy, and we can hear screams inside so there's no use anyways. We are just running up stairs and down hallways, trying to avoid the undead and to find somewhere to hole up. Nobody will open up their doors to us though.

Finally, we are thinking we are goners, when one of the apt doors does open, and a little girl is all alone inside. A little girl (about 7 or 8-ish), with long, straight black hair and green eyes. Like a little Shady. Hmmmm. She's alone and freaking out, and I try to comfort her while Lobo-From-The-Past (?) is trying to barricade the door. She keeps saying that we are all going to die, and that I knew this from the beginning.

But she also says, "You know nothing could have changed this. Nothing."

I am totally terrified, and trying to comfort the Mini-Me while looking for some kind of weapons, all along having this knowing in my mind that nothing I do is going to save us, ultimately. We are in a dead end, and even though I knew from the beginning that something horrible was going to happen (I 'saw' it when I was 'in the future'...?), I always knew there was no going back to avoid it.

So, bit by bit the zombies pile up outside of the front door, slowly bashing away at it until it begins to give way. And we are standing at the door, trying to fend them off with golf clubs and baseball bats, but it is obvious that they will eventually pour in like a wave, and overwhelm us anyway...

Lobo-From-The-Past, Present Me, and Me-As-Kid are pretty much fighting a futile fight.

And that is when I woke up.



Now, all of my friends know that I am a total Zombie-FREAK, I am obsessed with them. Really obsessed. So this might have been just another of my numerous 'zombie dreams'... except for the weird time-warpy stuff. Why was I with Lobo of 15+ years ago, telling him that I have seen/been to the future? Why was there a little 'Mini-Shady' in my dream- essentially a 'me' from the past?? Why did my present persona know what was going to happen in the future, but knew there was nothing that would stop it in the present? WTF is up with my weird-ass dreams..??? LOL

Feel free to analyze, comment, or just plain laugh at me... *pokes tongue out*

And stay tuned for more freaky dreams from the tangled sheets of Shady madness in the near future...

...and now, a totally random icon: