I have always been intrigued by dreams...partly because i think i have really weird ones...and partly because i think it's quite amazing what the brain can remember...some TV commercial from weeks ago... and it shows up in my dream...
the reason i bring this up is because last night...i had the oddest of dreams...it was very vivid and real... it incorporated my journey of being a sexual assault advocate....my new boy...and other random things...
the dream started with being called out on a case....i was at work...normally when i leave work i txt the boy on the way home...i was so freaked about the case i didn't get a chance to...i rush to the hospital...which looks nothing like any hospital i have seen...i arrive at the hospital and am met by an advocate i already know...we are then told where our victim is, but that it is a different part of the hospital...a lady (who is actually a regular customer at Kirkland's) offers to show us the way...we follow her...but then have to cross a grassy area...and i for some reason have on no shoes...so we lose her...we then walk around the whole outside of the hospital until we find another entrance...then we are forced into the smallest elevator in the world (which i hate) with a bunch of screaming kids...they all want to jump up and down and we are just trying to get to our victim...i have been warned over and over that this victim is severely injured...meanwhile i left my phone on vibrate...and the boy...worried that i haven't txted him at all is calling me from 'the hitching post' (which is an actual place in Lubbock he likes to go) and from the barber shop...anyway the smallest elevator ever...is also the fastest elevator ever...and takes us right to floor 15 and we are ushered out...we get to the room...where again i find the regular Kirkland's customer with our victim she is her grandmother...the victim is an older woman with children...and her bruises look exactly like Rhianna's in that picture that was plastered everywhere...but she was awake and you could see she was really beautiful...then i realized my pants were buzzing i had 30 missed calls from the boy...i called him back and let him know where i was and he understood...i even asked him to bring some shoes...then my alarm went off
WHAT IN THE HECK!!!! all of this...and i remember it all...and i do this often where i have dreams like this...so vivid like movies...and i remember them...is this normal? or am i just as crazy as i think i am!
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
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