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Nov. 7th, 2013 11:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
promenyI had a dream last night.
I was with my mother and father (my mother has been dead for over a year) and my father was giving me a really hard time, and making me look like a retard in front of some very important people (I think that it was a group of lawyers, but I am not certain). In any case I openly argued with him that he didn't know what the hell he was talking about, and he ended up exploding and screaming at me, as he usually did in the past. We then appeared at the local Rite-Aid (or at least a place that looked like it) and I decided to make my escape to an island in the Puget Sound, where I would live my life alone and relatively happy. I escaped and my father had a meltdown, raging and then bursting into tears and crying like a toddler.
I think that during the later part of the dream I was in an old residence in Pendleton, and my mother was also there. I don't remember what she said to me, though. I'm pretty sure my brother was there as well, but as far as I know he just criticized me for moving away (he's moved many times in his young life to escape from things, with it rarely working out).
So that was the end of it.
Don't know what else to say; I'm better now. I'm going to participate in a game creation competition at GameJolt in two days and I'm going to write a paper today. I'm still really tired, though.
I was with my mother and father (my mother has been dead for over a year) and my father was giving me a really hard time, and making me look like a retard in front of some very important people (I think that it was a group of lawyers, but I am not certain). In any case I openly argued with him that he didn't know what the hell he was talking about, and he ended up exploding and screaming at me, as he usually did in the past. We then appeared at the local Rite-Aid (or at least a place that looked like it) and I decided to make my escape to an island in the Puget Sound, where I would live my life alone and relatively happy. I escaped and my father had a meltdown, raging and then bursting into tears and crying like a toddler.
I think that during the later part of the dream I was in an old residence in Pendleton, and my mother was also there. I don't remember what she said to me, though. I'm pretty sure my brother was there as well, but as far as I know he just criticized me for moving away (he's moved many times in his young life to escape from things, with it rarely working out).
So that was the end of it.
Don't know what else to say; I'm better now. I'm going to participate in a game creation competition at GameJolt in two days and I'm going to write a paper today. I'm still really tired, though.
