Suckless REM sleep
I need to fire my R.E.M. sleep neurons. So I had a great: got a hotel for DragonCon 2012 (my favorite sci-fi/comics/you name it con), registered for it as well and investigated flights. I could've bought my ticket but I wanted to consult with my brother who does a lot of traveling on some details first. Even work was decent. Also payday. And the way I work my monthly budgeting I got to keep this whole paycheck for myself.
So I got home, checked on my fantasy baseball team which currently sucks and went to bed. Read some pages of The Walking Dead Vol 2 on my color Nook and went to sleep.
So I remember parts of a dreams I was having. All had me in my home town. I was in a parking lot bear 9 Mile Pond (a local pond for me) when rough storms hit. I was in the parking lot with a lot of other people just hanging around. I was somehow making roses out of metal by seemingly cutting a chunk of metal with a pruning knife. The rain began fierce and I wondered about tornadoes. Looked over the sky and saw about 5 forming funnel clouds. One formed into a tornado right above me. Crazily, the tip was so small I grabbed it with my hand and bent it all about like some crazy straw or something. Eventually the rain stopped but trees started falling knocking out the power. I decided to walk home at this point.
I may have woken up here but I'm not sure. At any point, the dream continued. I can often do this if I wake up - I go back to sleep and sort of start a new dream where the other ended or was cut short.
So I was walking up Mountain Road towards the house I grew up in. Between the two entrances to Bartlett Ave I saw a black bear. It charged me. I ran like hell and then spotted three cubs. Great. So this bear and I were dodging and chasing and I tried to use a fence to get away but it climbed it faster than me. It caught me a couple of times and tossed me around. I knew I should've been dead because it was biting me around the head and neck but I had no wounds. In my dream I remember saying "I should be hurt'. Then I looked at my right hand and my palm was all bloody and cut. I ran like hell.
I ran until I was exhausted and having asthma trouble so I had to stop. The damn bear came into view. I ran towards a house with a long driveway that was about 100 yards off the road. I saw two dudes around the front door. I bolted into the house warning about the bear. These guys were lovers. They had a neat house. It was huge on the inside. Rooms had cathedral ceilings that were like 15 feet high. The house was old and like a castle. The coloring was mute, grays and browns and furnished but every room had enough open space in the middle to allow large ballroom like dancing.
All sorts of stuff started showing up like giraffes, animals, even a modern militia but comprised of old men. The black bear was distracted and I was safe. I went back to the front door to continue to walk to the house I grew up in. As I reached the door a huge brown bear stuck it's head into view and started chasing me. I was running all over the house and climbing shelving on the walls to escape. Somewhere along here I said in my dream to wake myself up. It was a struggle as I was being chased but I woke up.
I'm still drawing The Necropolis Chronicles comic. More webcomic these days. I'm in the process of a 48 page story. At the same time I'm writing a super-hero story involving the heroes being bodyswapped into a group of schoolmate losers. So it's about a ton of things including peoples' tolerance of others, the have and have not's of being good looking, being an outsider and the like. At the moment I've been drawing that a bit more than The NC.
I've also been busy as all hell this month. Sundays are always gobbled up with seeing people and being social. But I'm moving my financial investments from one firm to another. I've met with my new finance guy around 4 times this month already. I also did my taxes finally, after an extension was filed. And I have a job interview next week. I also got a potential good lead on a job from my cousin. Took me awhile but I made sure to see Marvel's The Avengers as well. So lots of travelling and being about for this otherwise homebody.
So I got home, checked on my fantasy baseball team which currently sucks and went to bed. Read some pages of The Walking Dead Vol 2 on my color Nook and went to sleep.
So I remember parts of a dreams I was having. All had me in my home town. I was in a parking lot bear 9 Mile Pond (a local pond for me) when rough storms hit. I was in the parking lot with a lot of other people just hanging around. I was somehow making roses out of metal by seemingly cutting a chunk of metal with a pruning knife. The rain began fierce and I wondered about tornadoes. Looked over the sky and saw about 5 forming funnel clouds. One formed into a tornado right above me. Crazily, the tip was so small I grabbed it with my hand and bent it all about like some crazy straw or something. Eventually the rain stopped but trees started falling knocking out the power. I decided to walk home at this point.
I may have woken up here but I'm not sure. At any point, the dream continued. I can often do this if I wake up - I go back to sleep and sort of start a new dream where the other ended or was cut short.
So I was walking up Mountain Road towards the house I grew up in. Between the two entrances to Bartlett Ave I saw a black bear. It charged me. I ran like hell and then spotted three cubs. Great. So this bear and I were dodging and chasing and I tried to use a fence to get away but it climbed it faster than me. It caught me a couple of times and tossed me around. I knew I should've been dead because it was biting me around the head and neck but I had no wounds. In my dream I remember saying "I should be hurt'. Then I looked at my right hand and my palm was all bloody and cut. I ran like hell.
I ran until I was exhausted and having asthma trouble so I had to stop. The damn bear came into view. I ran towards a house with a long driveway that was about 100 yards off the road. I saw two dudes around the front door. I bolted into the house warning about the bear. These guys were lovers. They had a neat house. It was huge on the inside. Rooms had cathedral ceilings that were like 15 feet high. The house was old and like a castle. The coloring was mute, grays and browns and furnished but every room had enough open space in the middle to allow large ballroom like dancing.
All sorts of stuff started showing up like giraffes, animals, even a modern militia but comprised of old men. The black bear was distracted and I was safe. I went back to the front door to continue to walk to the house I grew up in. As I reached the door a huge brown bear stuck it's head into view and started chasing me. I was running all over the house and climbing shelving on the walls to escape. Somewhere along here I said in my dream to wake myself up. It was a struggle as I was being chased but I woke up.
I'm still drawing The Necropolis Chronicles comic. More webcomic these days. I'm in the process of a 48 page story. At the same time I'm writing a super-hero story involving the heroes being bodyswapped into a group of schoolmate losers. So it's about a ton of things including peoples' tolerance of others, the have and have not's of being good looking, being an outsider and the like. At the moment I've been drawing that a bit more than The NC.
I've also been busy as all hell this month. Sundays are always gobbled up with seeing people and being social. But I'm moving my financial investments from one firm to another. I've met with my new finance guy around 4 times this month already. I also did my taxes finally, after an extension was filed. And I have a job interview next week. I also got a potential good lead on a job from my cousin. Took me awhile but I made sure to see Marvel's The Avengers as well. So lots of travelling and being about for this otherwise homebody.
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