dreams 1

last time i came to to asia i has crazy vivid dreams, i mainly chalked it up to the fact that i was going through so much inner termoile..
i blogged a few of them.. mbut took them down.. almost seems too personal, but what the fuck, heres what i remember from last nights dream.
I was in a Thailand, in some large expanse of old wood interconected buildings, over the water, with samll cafes, small nooks with beds and deviders, restarants, and small bars. the whole thing was narrow, and long and a bit creaky. it some how felt like it was ment for tourest, and i had a bit of distane for it. i remember traveling way down it which was a bit parcarious, here and there a board that you need to walk across from one room the the next, a low concreat wall to climb over, very thai style building teq. then i was some where hiding out in a cafe or bar. and Roxane and Tangerine showed up. the dream is a bit blury and i'm not sure if i reconised them, becasue part of the dream i'm going about doing stuff, with them, walking around and such, and at one point relize who they are, but at another angle i'm hanging out in that cafe and see them and say oh shit! and leave. i get aways away and i'm ther running away or running twards, but i'm fucking booking, i'm ither going to go tell roxane to leave me alone, or just trying to get out of there.. maybe both.
i'm booking through the coradors, I can feel my small pack move on my back, while jumping over small walls and such, feel the floor flex under my feet, then i come out to a freeway split, huge empty a sea of concreat.the brightness of midday haze reflceted off so much concreat 1/2 blinding me, and then i'm in the water, it's a canal, and the water is moveing fast. i'm holding onto a pot of boiling water, i'm half trying to hold it up so it dosen't go under, but it's 1/2 acting as a float. and i'm trying to make food while getting swept don the canal, again step concreat walls on ither side and this pot. there is someone ealse with me. a peteat girl but i don't know who. and i'm puting tiny baby kittens into the boinging water to cook them. they are freaking out and trying to get out as they die, and we are trying to keep them in long enough for them to boil to death (ok maybe living somewhere where we cook so much food alive is getting to me) anyways,, while trying to keep these tiny kittens (the size of mice)in the pot the pot goes underwater. and the little dead kittens are floatign away, were trying to scoop them back into the pot but the pot is sinking, i look over than there are two guys floating by us holding onto a grasshoper the size of a calf to keep afloat, they look at us with an odd curosity as they are swept by. then i wake up, feeling sick, dehindrated, crappy. so now i have a bit of a cold.. lol anyways.. weird hu? i know thee are outher parts but i can't remember them .. anyways, hopfully this will be slightly amusing to you..