Really? REALLY?!
Nov. 20th, 2008 03:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fictionalLast night I dreamt that I couldn't sleep. All night long.
I was in an uncomfortable bed at a friend's house; the walls kept closing in. Lights were on. The walls were brightly colored - salmon, I think. People kept moving in and out of the room.
What new torture is this? I don't know how I'll be able to deal with dream-insomnia, for fuck's sake.
Also, my head has turned into an enormous vessel of snot. I am so sick. That's not a dream. I don't think. Unless I'm not actually posting this, in which case the end must be fucking nigh.
Jungian analysis, please?
I was in an uncomfortable bed at a friend's house; the walls kept closing in. Lights were on. The walls were brightly colored - salmon, I think. People kept moving in and out of the room.
What new torture is this? I don't know how I'll be able to deal with dream-insomnia, for fuck's sake.
Also, my head has turned into an enormous vessel of snot. I am so sick. That's not a dream. I don't think. Unless I'm not actually posting this, in which case the end must be fucking nigh.
Jungian analysis, please?