Tuesday, September 28th, 2010


Dreamed we went to some party.

The location was my uncle Duke’s house [which comes up in dreams all the time for some reason]:

20070615 - Nate's going away party - IMG_2467 - Kipp & Carolyn - out front

It was here...

Except that, as is often in the case of dreams, you know things aren’t how they really are. Despite this being the house above, it was also simultaneously my parents’ final Woodbridge house [they weren’t there] as well:

Front yard, Beechnut house in Spring

...except that 'here' is really here

The people attending were goth scene/DC clubber types, except I didn’t know any of them. They were particularly unfriendly in this dream, compared to in real life.

20080606 - Artomatic - 158-5862 - gothic art

dramatization of a gateway to a dreamworld goth party

I looked for intoxicants and couldn’t find any.

I also looked through my cousin Nathan‘s files on his computer, which was in my mom’s original writing room.

2004 - Nathan, Clint - downstairs - poster - 0602

I'm sorry I pilfered your files in dreamworld.

Eventually everyone left, and we were going to go to sleep in my old room / Britt’s old room / the upstairs bedroom of my parents’ final Woodbridge house. Then I noticed somebody sitting really really high on a tree branch. I thought it was a cheerleader. “Why is a cheerleader about to watch us sleep?”

20100702 2148 - X-Day - costume ball - Carolyn, wearing Clint's mask - GEDC2015

Help! A creepy cheerleader is stalking me!

But closer inspection revealed it was Oranjello, so high up in a tree that it seemed like he wouldn’t be able to get down without hurting/killing himself.

20080417 - Oranjello in our yard - 154-5443 - Oranjello & Clint - tree

way, way, way, way, way higher than this...

So I decided to reach out and pull him in through the window, but the window didn’t really open. So instead, I vertically pulled him in between the panes of glass. I mean, scrunching him to like 1-2 inches. I was really surprised he fit through, but he did. It was like he was a liquid kitty.

“Dreams… They’re the hurricanes that wash the soulfilth from the superdome of our nightminds.”
Xavier:Renegade Angel
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