DREAM A LITTLE DREAM OF YOU. THEN ME. THEN YOU, AGAIN.

sunday was weird.
i went to bed at 6 ^pm and didn't wake up until 12 ^pm the NEXT day. inbetween that span of just sleeping, i had the longest dream of life. i don't totally remember all of it. just that the guy and girl [perhaps they were a couple] in my dream was assuring me that my dream was especially, and specifically produced HERE. where ever here was. or is.

oh, and i got a slice of pizza. with an old friend. always nice.

but the dream that i had yesterday was the strangest.
i was chasing the BEASTMASTER [do you guys even remember that show from way back when? haha i used to watch it before i went to work, till they stopped airing it on Showcase]. but the scene changed from chasing him inside a jungle-like atmosphere to a Cineplex theatre. and for some odd reason, the scenario somehow became THAT someone else [that was never really made clear, how wonder] was hunting down US. and there were these hideouts/invisible nooks and crannies that only he and i could decipher. like spaces where they shouldn't have been. and yet we were finding them and jumping into them headfirst.

for some reason, i zipped on out of 1 of these places to "explore" and ended going into a public restroom. then before i knew it, i had woken up. *go figures*

there was also some sort of prologue of sorts before that dream sequene though. or maybe a different story altogether. but it involved staying in this townhouse. and i didn't want to let certain people in [a la "King of the Castle"]. but i think someone did let a person of this particular kind inside, and i flipped out and beat them unconscious.... kinda paralleling some Black Swan tips. i don't remember if i hid the body or whatnot.

actually, i'd prefer it if we only spoke of the 2nd half of the dream.
which i told you first.