I don’t remember what I dreamt last night, but I recall trying hard to wake up and not being able to break through the veil into consciousness. I would even start believing that I was awake and sitting up, and then realize that I was still asleep and dreaming it. I was terrified that I would be trapped just short of the real world forever. I don’t even remember what the nightmare was, but when I finally broke through around 2:30 AM I felt like I’d escaped real peril.
Apparently the mysterious cough I’ve had for ages is actually a mild form of walking pneumonia, which fortunately sounds much more credible than “mysterious cough.” It’s being handled — Mom’s signed me up for some antibiotics, so I’m on the mend, though on the other hand, I now may accidently breed mutant bacteria that destroy humanity.
my dear, you are honestly a breath of fresh air.
dont forget to bottle up ur mutant bacteria. you’d get loads for it on the ever loved holy site that is ebay.
get well
i used to have dreams like that all the time. they wouldn’t be nightmares until i realized i was doomed never to escape, at which point i would flip out. the problem was, whenever i was in the fake “real world” i could tell because i could never move quickly enough. my feet would make deep pudding puddles out of the floor.
since then i have learned how to make myself stop dreaming. which is the real reason why i buy that people would want out of the matrix. why is it so disturbing to realize your pleasant surroundings aren’t real? i don’t know, but it definitely is.
again, come visit me.
hudz: thank you. you’re the nicest thing that happened today.
lea: isn’t it terrifying, though? except i think eventually people would accept the fantasy, if it was real/interesting enough and could be expected to stay. it’s just that initial knee-jerk reaction that scares us.
I’m tempted to go off on an Existentialist tangent about the nature of reality, but I won’t. Instead, I’ll just point out how eerily reminiscent that dream is of Waking Life. Next time it happens, reassure yourself with the notion that you might be dead.