Dream journal

[hrj]

This one's worth describing simply because it included all sorts of folks who may read this journal. When I woke from the dream ca. 4am my immediate thought was "that's weird enough to remember to tell people about" so I did a mental review of the major plot points at the time before going back to sleep. I've probably lost some details, though.

So I'm at some sort of SCA event in a big auditorium, but that's kind of vague, and then the event also involves horses. cryptocosmhas been riding a rental horse and then I decide to rent it when he's done, but I realize that it's 11pm and that's no time to be riding (horse needs its beauty sleep, after all!). But I'm there with the horse in some sort of riding arena trying to figure out how to get ahold of someone in charge to turn it over to. The horse is being very affectionate and insisting on getting scratched behind the ears and bumping me with its head, which is making everything more difficult. (Hmm, I wonder what the cat was doing while I was dreaming this.) There's another horse in the arena -- a big gray draft-type -- and people are saying that it's Countess Iseult's, but then someone else says no this one is really vicious and hers is much nicer. And then my mom and dad show up talking about how they've been trying to sell my dad's flute and they were asking $25,000 for it, but the same unusual key arrangement that should make it valuable (it actually does have an unusual key arrangement) makes people not want to buy it so they've dropped the price to $100. And I'm saying, hey, I wasn't going to say anything when you were trying to get big bucks for it, but if you're selling it for $100 then I want first crack. But in the mean time cflute has picked up the flute and is playing it. And I'm still trying to find someone to turn the horse over to, and somehow I end up in roswtr's hotel room trying to borrow a phone. There isn't any phone but she lets me use the bathroom. And then I wake up thinking that dreaming about trying to find a bathroom means I need to get up and pee.

And that's what I was doing at 4am this morning.

Comments

[roswtr.livejournal.com]

Somehow it makes sense that "my" part of the dream would involve pee. :)

[hrj.livejournal.com]

Yeah, the irony of that did occur to me.

[xrian.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. Now last night I dreamed that you, I, and scotica were all attending an incredibly dull series of seminars on a university campus. They had crammed everyone into two big rooms for sleeping, and we were trying to find scotica somewhere quiet so she could catch up on her sleep. The content of the classes was a total blank, though for some reason you were teaching medieval dances one evening. :)