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Nov. 29th, 2003 01:53 pmLast night's dreams were interesting:
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watchingwolf and swiftpaws came again to visit. Watching was very consumed with fixing her hair and make-up every morning *grins*. We decided to go for a drive. Watching was in the driver's seat, Swift was in the passenger seat, and I was in the back seat. I pointed out the main highway toward Boulder. We got on the highway, which veered sharply upwards. I knew that was wrong, but figured it would still lead to Boulder. Then the road went downhill sharply, and we sped toward a vast body of water! A few other cars were abandoned and partially submerged.
Watching wasn't braking, and I screamed. We slammed into the water, and I quickly kicked my door open and fought to undo my seatbelt. Neither Watching nor Swift were trying to free themselves, and seemed perturbed that I was when we were so far from shore. I agreed to give up and hugged them both as the car sank.
Then I woke up in the dream, and I was in a sleeping bag in the driveway (!). I sat up and laughed at the drowning dream, telling myself the details repeatedly so I could tell Watching and Swift in the morning. I got up and checked the mail. A package arrived with a video tape of an Australian film from the '70's. It was seven seperate vignettes, most animated, with wonderful scores and narration. They were all political and intellectual. Many dealt with the misconstrued nature of being an animal person. In the midst of the stories was a completely out-of-place music video with ABBA .
watchingwolf and swiftpaws came again to visit. Watching was very consumed with fixing her hair and make-up every morning *grins*. We decided to go for a drive. Watching was in the driver's seat, Swift was in the passenger seat, and I was in the back seat. I pointed out the main highway toward Boulder. We got on the highway, which veered sharply upwards. I knew that was wrong, but figured it would still lead to Boulder. Then the road went downhill sharply, and we sped toward a vast body of water! A few other cars were abandoned and partially submerged. Watching wasn't braking, and I screamed. We slammed into the water, and I quickly kicked my door open and fought to undo my seatbelt. Neither Watching nor Swift were trying to free themselves, and seemed perturbed that I was when we were so far from shore. I agreed to give up and hugged them both as the car sank.
Then I woke up in the dream, and I was in a sleeping bag in the driveway (!). I sat up and laughed at the drowning dream, telling myself the details repeatedly so I could tell Watching and Swift in the morning. I got up and checked the mail. A package arrived with a video tape of an Australian film from the '70's. It was seven seperate vignettes, most animated, with wonderful scores and narration. They were all political and intellectual. Many dealt with the misconstrued nature of being an animal person. In the midst of the stories was a completely out-of-place music video with ABBA .
