I took a nap yesterday afternoon and experienced this interesting dream where I was in my old house on the west side of Chicago where I grew up. I was in the attic where I had made my room, and for some reason I had a computer up there. Then suddenly I realized there were these strange men looking for me (I must have been either very dangerous to someone or valuable) and they got into the house and I immediately panicked, knowing they were making their way up to the attic.
I then did a daring escape whereas I climbed out a window, jumped across the roofs of neighbouring houses, climbed down an intricate system of pipes and gutters, and ran out someone's backyard and out to the alley, just in time to look up at my window from the alley to catch sight of those men poking at my computer. I got away, and then I kinda woke up (not suddenly, but gradually).
My heart has beating violently fast and only after a few minutes did it calm down.
Thursday, March 24, 2005
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