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Maybe this should be in the lounge.
My "1984 type" dream from last night.
Maybe it's a combination of several things going on in my life now but I had the oddest dream last night, that, for lack of a better description, scared the living crap out of me.
I was at a table and "several people" were questioning me. But they were just voices only. No humans. Asking general questions, but then "they" started asking more direct questions, regarding my association with various liberal organizations.
I which point a "web barrier" type of thing sprang up against my body and I was completely paralyzed. The voices told me to relax and I would be unconscious in a moment. I struggled to stay awake but felt myself pass out.
Now if anyone has ever had any surgery, the "time" between passing out and waking from anesthesia seems like only a minute.
Sure enough I awoke. Everything was blurry at first. I was in a state of fog. Something was seriously different.
I then heard a voice that said, "he has been reassigned."
I then flashed forward to some point in the near future. I was working as a cleaning person. My only job was to replace the paper towels in men's rooms.
I kept thinking to myself I was different before I didn't know how or why. I kept having memories that were incomplete. I kept envisioning newspaper front pages with whole sections cut out. I tried envisioning things from my past, but whole sections would "fall" away.
It was if a giant section of my brain was erased.
I woke at that point.
The other thing is: my girlfriend and I are selling her house. So as a result, the place has to be very clean, spotless and show no signs of people "living" there. Meaning, no personal photographs, etc. This is so the perspective buyers can envision themselves in the house. Needless to say, this didn't help my feeling of having lost memories.
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