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Feb. 9th, 2014 01:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
promenyAnother dream happened. This journal is basically turning into a dream journal, isn't it?
A fair amount of chaotic things happened. I was at this colony type of compound for convicts, and there was the main island, where most of the people who wanted to fuck things up lived, as well as several surrounding islands, where the convicts who just wanted to be left alone lived. Naturally, I went to a distant island far east of the main island, and I ran into a bunch of old men who just tended various canola and alfalfa fields; they were a decent bunch, wanting only to move on with their lives as quietly as possible. However, the dream zoomed to a 30-something year old guy hanging from a ladder on a brick silo, and he was aggressively trying to prostitute himself. Apparently, he was the only shady character on the island; all of the others shunned him and wanted to live a sin-free life.
And then there was another dream, where one of my friends in real life talked me into teaching introductory Psychology classes at the local Christian college (something that I'm technically qualified to do); I don't remember how my students reacted to me, but I do remember running into a male blue heeler that was only about six inches long and three inches tall. It was a very friendly dog, so I decided to keep him. He got into a lot of trouble because the much larger dogs would try to kill him or otherwise rough him up, so I was necessary for his protection.
I really don't know why I'm having so many weird dreams. I don't always remember them, but usually I do, at least now.
A fair amount of chaotic things happened. I was at this colony type of compound for convicts, and there was the main island, where most of the people who wanted to fuck things up lived, as well as several surrounding islands, where the convicts who just wanted to be left alone lived. Naturally, I went to a distant island far east of the main island, and I ran into a bunch of old men who just tended various canola and alfalfa fields; they were a decent bunch, wanting only to move on with their lives as quietly as possible. However, the dream zoomed to a 30-something year old guy hanging from a ladder on a brick silo, and he was aggressively trying to prostitute himself. Apparently, he was the only shady character on the island; all of the others shunned him and wanted to live a sin-free life.
And then there was another dream, where one of my friends in real life talked me into teaching introductory Psychology classes at the local Christian college (something that I'm technically qualified to do); I don't remember how my students reacted to me, but I do remember running into a male blue heeler that was only about six inches long and three inches tall. It was a very friendly dog, so I decided to keep him. He got into a lot of trouble because the much larger dogs would try to kill him or otherwise rough him up, so I was necessary for his protection.
I really don't know why I'm having so many weird dreams. I don't always remember them, but usually I do, at least now.
