![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
My sleep was interrupted by very disturbing but curiously narrative dreams. The first was your general worst-case-scenario dream, where you're horrible at your job, everyone hates you, you're fired (and not just fired but fired with glee, and everyone laughing at you), and you finally decide to vent and tell them all what you think of them. It was curiously purgative.
The other dream was a whole lot stranger. It was a sci-fi dream, and I was a tentacle monster. Or rather, a large, not really humanoid alien with lots of tentacles. I was also male (sort of. Functional hermaphrodite who seemed to self-identify as male), and had several adventures (shipwreck, war, etc.), with each segment skipping forward a few hundred years. Eventually, I took a proto-human male guard as my 'wife' (for some reason, my culture was very specific about the difference between a wife and a husband, but it had nothing to do with sex, but rather what the other was wearing when they met...or, among my own species, what color the mate's skin was at the time of meeting), and was unusually faithful for his lifespan, then took about a dozen wives and husbands over a thousand years. Somehow, this ended up spawning the human race as we know it. It eventually ended up skipping ahead to one of his descendents as she went in search of 'Adam' and found this huge, inhuman creature dozing in the underground.
No, I have no idea, either.
The other dream was a whole lot stranger. It was a sci-fi dream, and I was a tentacle monster. Or rather, a large, not really humanoid alien with lots of tentacles. I was also male (sort of. Functional hermaphrodite who seemed to self-identify as male), and had several adventures (shipwreck, war, etc.), with each segment skipping forward a few hundred years. Eventually, I took a proto-human male guard as my 'wife' (for some reason, my culture was very specific about the difference between a wife and a husband, but it had nothing to do with sex, but rather what the other was wearing when they met...or, among my own species, what color the mate's skin was at the time of meeting), and was unusually faithful for his lifespan, then took about a dozen wives and husbands over a thousand years. Somehow, this ended up spawning the human race as we know it. It eventually ended up skipping ahead to one of his descendents as she went in search of 'Adam' and found this huge, inhuman creature dozing in the underground.
No, I have no idea, either.
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
From:
no subject
From:
no subject
My dreams are often like this.
From:
no subject
Last night I dreamed that I was almost out of milk (which guests had buried behind other stuff in the fridge), and I was upset with myself for not noticing the day before.
I figured out this was a dream this morning because the milk (still nearly full) was in its proper place when I got up for breakfast. Either it was a dream... or I have magic milk.
From:
no subject
From:
no subject