Dream Phases

This morning I was forced into the horror of daytime television since it’s hard to hear the doorbell from downstairs; I had to sign for my brother’s iPod which came today. It’s a pretty sweet little machine, that thing. I can’t decide which I like better, those or the Dell ones. I guess I have a while to think about it, though, since my birthday isn’t for a long time.

I go through different dream phases, I’ve found. Like, for a time, I will be able to recall every last detail in sequence of what I just dreamed. Then sometimes I can only get those dream echos that feel just like deja-vu. So, last week was a dream echo week and this week was a detail week. Last week I can remember dreaming something about water, and being livid with someone on the internet. I’m pretty sure that dream stemmed from my deep rage towards the idiots who are always paired up with me in Warcraft. Anyways.

Then a few nights ago, I dreamed that myself and everyone else were in a huge virtual-reality role-play game. Jen was a queen of course, and Kim was the minion at her disposal. I don’t know what I did, but I did something that made Jen mad, so she sent Kim after me. We were on a long city road, and Kim turned into this huge scribble and started chasing me. I turned a corner and transformed into a tiny little girl named Pip, wearing headphones and holding a microphone. Well, Kim didn’t know that little girl was me, but she thought I was really cute so she didn’t devour me. As Pip, I walked down the city road until it turned into a residential district, interviewing people with my microphone as I went. Later, during a yellow sunset I passed a house with long grass and a white picket fence. I knew this house to be that of my friend ‘Hopper’, another little girl. She walked out of the house just then, crying, and I knew that her father had just hit her again. I noticed that she had white daisies in her hair. She walked by me like she didn’t see me, and didn’t say anything. I followed her across the street until I woke up.

And I have no idea what that dream stemmed from.