Just because it's happening inside your head, why on earth does that mean it isn't real?
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Darkly dreaming Dexter....
I had a very weird Dexter inspired dream last night. I dreamt that I was still me, yet I was also Dexter at the same time. But I didn't kill people. I was just me but with the Dexter voiceover in my head. And there was a situation that was a mix of the Ice Truck Killer storyline and Trinity. Trinity was leaving me little clues and messages everywhere that I went, just like the Ice Truck Killer did to Dexter with the Barbie dolls. Only these things he was leaving were items covered with a big metal lid like a serving platter you'd see on a room service cart. And they had post it notes on top that said things like, "for you". I'd open them up and under the lid would be tons of handwritten letters and very old family photos.
I would try and read the letters but somehow I'd always get interrupted before I could finish them. And the Dexter voiceover in my head was pondering what it all meant and why he was sharing this with me. I concluded that since I had the family photos, I could easily tell Deb who they were looking for. But I didn't want to. Not yet. I just wanted to see what else he would share with me. Then at one point I walked into a restaurant and found another 'gift' there with a note next to it that said "I hope you enjoy this" I lifted the lid and underneath was the perfect Dexter breakfast from the opening credits. Eggs, ham, and some sort of hot sauce all over the eggs. I looked at the waitress who was standing there and I asked her if she had made this food. I didn't know if Trinity made it and was trying to poison me or something. She told me that she did in fact make it and that this was their most popular breakfast.
I just kept staring down at the eggs and then at the note. Then Deb showed up and immediately started eating the food and then she was making yucky noises and saying the food sucked. I wasn't really paying attention to her, but then she saw the note on the table. She grabbed it and wondered if Trinity was trying to leave her a clue, and I told her, "I'm pretty sure that clue was for me..." and she wanted to know why I'd think that. So I admitted to her that he had been leaving me things. She wondered if I was getting body parts or something yucky like the Ice Truck Killer would do, and I told her no, it was weirder stuff. Letters and pictures. She immediately got excited and said she was gonna go get La Guerta and I better go get the stash of letters and bring it to her.
Before I could object or do anything, she took off. And I found myself standing there with an empty baby stroller and I couldn't really get it to fit through the door without a struggle...but I finally ended up outside and there were all these people there and I saw one of my friends daughters and she was pushing an empty doll stroller. I looked around for my friend but I didn't see her. And then some other people were trying to lure her daughter away and I knew something wasn't right, so I ran after them. I told them that the little girl was with me and what did they think they were doing? They sort of panicked when they realized I knew they were trying to kidnap her and I grabbed her up and took her away from them, meanwhile still looking for my friend who was nowhere to be found.
The next thing I knew a lady police detective took her out of my arms and said that my friend had been frantic looking for Hartley and she would be so thankful that I found her. I was confused because my friends daughter is not named Hartley. And I kept mulling it over in my head about why I'd never heard of this child when I thought I knew all her kids names. But I was sure it was the right little girl and I had saved her, so I just decided that I must have forgotten what her kids names were. But I didn't have time to ponder it long because Deb came running up to me with La Guerta and they said there had just been an explosion at a store and did I think Trinity was behind it? I didn't think so because he doesn't blow things up, but they just grabbed my arm and said we had to get to a safe house.
I didn't want to go because this would mess up my plans of getting more things left for me and finding out what Trinity wanted with me. But I had to go and decided I'd eventually sneak out and leave anyway. Then all of a sudden I was lying in a bed naked (and I was most definitely me and not Dexter..lol) And on one side of me was a big black guy I don't know and the other side of me was Shane from the L Word. We were just all laying there watching TV and I have no idea why I was naked. But I kept looking at Shane because I wanted her to notice me, but the black dude kept whispering dirty things in my ear and it was distracting me. Then he was touching my boob and I kind of got a little into it, but then I realized this was some dude who I didn't even think was attractive and I had no idea who he was, so I smacked his hand away and told him to stop. Then Shane reached over and started touching me and I was like, "oh boy, I'm in trouble here.." lol But then I smacked her hand away too and grabbed a shirt and put it on and told them both that I had other things to worry about right now and couldn't be distracted by what they were doing. It felt like a trap and a way to throw me off track.
So I decided I had spent more than enough time in this so called 'safe house' and I snuck out of there when no one was paying attention. And the dream skipped ahead and I found myself in a hotel room where Trinity was hiding out. And at this point, I was almost like a ghost or something because I was standing in the room watching everything, but he couldn't see me. I was nothing but a voiceover in Dexter speak. Trinity climbed into a drawer to hide (which wouldn't actually be possible in real life...lol) And I decided to climb into a music box that had a little baby on top of it. (also completely impossible!) But other people burst into the room and I concluded that the police had found out I left and followed me to where Trinity was. I hoped they wouldn't open the drawer and find him, but I knew I was safe because I was in a music box....lol
They gave up looking really fast and figured he must have already left. When they exited the room, Trinity climbed out of the drawer and all these socks went flying everywhere. And at this moment, I was some sort of entity and not even a person because I had this ability to make things happen just by thinking of them. And I could see everything happening, even if I wasn't really there. Trinity noticed the music box and went to open it, but before he could, there was suddenly a post it note on it giving him my phone number to call me. He started to panic once he realized I knew how to find him and had been in his room just like he always snuck into my place. Then the calender on the wall had all these things written on it that said 'grrl' which I don't even know what that means....lol But the sight of it made Trinity have a nervous breakdown, especially when he looked over and saw all the pictures of his victims on the wall, just like Dex does before he kills someone.
Trinity started weeping and saying how he'd need to sell extra denim things in order to buy me off. And I was just thinking to myself that I was glad it was me who caught him and not Deb. And then fade to black...I woke up. What the hell kind of weird ass dream was that? lol It was so detailed and seemed to go on forever. And it felt incredibly real to the point when I woke up, I almost thought it happened. But I quickly realized that I was me and not Dexter and that I didn't have a cop sister named Deb and Trinity was really John Lithgow and not a psycho...lol But man, my mind is one weird place sometimes!
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