Thursday, March 31, 2011

I Don't Want to be Clairvoyant

Last night, I had one of the worst nightmares imaginable.  Now, I know what you're thinking.  "Go ahead and tell me in excruciating detail about something that didn't actually happen."  Because that's what dreams are.  And I normally hate it when people share them.  In the great scheme of things, they don't really matter at all.

However, this dream got me thinking pretty hardcore.

A few months ago, my good buddy's father passed away.  This sucks a lot.  His dad was a pretty cool dude.  And to make it even worse, the funeral was scheduled for my buddy's birthday.  In my dream, I had magically gotten the ability to go back in time.  Now, because dreams are particularly logical, there was no such thing as chaos theory or anything like that.

I assume that events outside of my direct influence would continue to happen as they do.  So I forced myself to travel back in time, and I went to talk to my buddy.  But the only way I could think of to actually -prove- that I was from the future was to make allusions to his father's death.  This did not go over well.  At all.  And he refused to speak with me.

I think the most depressing thing is that even in my superpower  fantasies, I am still incredibly awkward and tactless.


  1. Whenever I know I'm dreaming. I ALWAYS just try to fuck everything. I actually just remembered my dream from last night. In that dream I was trying to fuck someone in a grocery store. Perfect example.

  2. I always find it extremely interesting to listen to dreams people have had. Not to mention dreaming some up on my own.

    Following :)

  3. that's a depressing dream. interesting though. following.

  4. i usually fuck up the whole dream by doing very silly stuff... don't bother :)