Dream Theater: New Ice Age San Fran Blues
Aug. 21st, 2008 12:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jeriendhalGot woken up again by my darling daughter, who awakened screaming bloody murder at 3:30 am, also waking up Thomas. Fortunately they both went back to sleep when ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
moonshadowed cuddled them. As the three of them took up our bed I settled down to sleep in Tom's room. For some reason I remembered the dream I had, mostly I think because it was so scary and vivid at the time.
I found myself in a very expensive restaurant at the top floor of a high rise, which I knew was in San Francisco because I could see the bay, though there were no other visible landmarks. It was late afternoon, the sun was coming through the windows bath everything in an orange glow. I couldn't remember how I got there, knowing I was trying to sleep in Tom's bed. Fortunately I was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, though I was barefoot. As I became increasingly aware that I had no idea how I got there I got more and more upset. I started panicking because I knew Tracy would freak out if she found I'd dissapeared, and I didn't have my cell phone to call home. I couldn't seem to use the restaurant's phone to call home, because I couldn't remember how to do a collect call. An overweight woman loaned me her cell phone, but it black with white numbering and overly fussy to use, like an i-phone, so I needed her help to place the call. When I got through a old Korean woman answered the line, and I couldn't seem to make her understand that she was on MY house's line.
As I was about to have a total emotional meltdown over the situation, I found myself back home. It was very cold and empty in the house, very blue like the restaurant was very orange. Some of the furniture was missing and there was exposed wiring, like you'd see hung in old houses converted to use electricity. It was very cold and there was ice forming inside the house because a new ice age had begun while I was gone. I found Tracy and her mom sitting in straight back chairs in the dining room (even though it had been empty a moment before), wearing heavy winter coats. Niether of them spoke, though I could tell they were both angry at me for being gone for so long. The kids were nowhere to be found.
Then I woke up...
moonshadowed cuddled them. As the three of them took up our bed I settled down to sleep in Tom's room. For some reason I remembered the dream I had, mostly I think because it was so scary and vivid at the time.I found myself in a very expensive restaurant at the top floor of a high rise, which I knew was in San Francisco because I could see the bay, though there were no other visible landmarks. It was late afternoon, the sun was coming through the windows bath everything in an orange glow. I couldn't remember how I got there, knowing I was trying to sleep in Tom's bed. Fortunately I was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, though I was barefoot. As I became increasingly aware that I had no idea how I got there I got more and more upset. I started panicking because I knew Tracy would freak out if she found I'd dissapeared, and I didn't have my cell phone to call home. I couldn't seem to use the restaurant's phone to call home, because I couldn't remember how to do a collect call. An overweight woman loaned me her cell phone, but it black with white numbering and overly fussy to use, like an i-phone, so I needed her help to place the call. When I got through a old Korean woman answered the line, and I couldn't seem to make her understand that she was on MY house's line.
As I was about to have a total emotional meltdown over the situation, I found myself back home. It was very cold and empty in the house, very blue like the restaurant was very orange. Some of the furniture was missing and there was exposed wiring, like you'd see hung in old houses converted to use electricity. It was very cold and there was ice forming inside the house because a new ice age had begun while I was gone. I found Tracy and her mom sitting in straight back chairs in the dining room (even though it had been empty a moment before), wearing heavy winter coats. Niether of them spoke, though I could tell they were both angry at me for being gone for so long. The kids were nowhere to be found.
Then I woke up...
