Friday, September 11, 2009

old man- dream journal

I was at work. I went down the hall to ask the old man if he wanted to take a shower. It was still very early in the morning. I noticed that he had forgotten to flush the toilet, and flushed it on my way into the room, calling out to him. I had to move his aluminum Klein bicycle to get into the bathroom, and noticed that the tires were flat. I had to move two wheelchairs, too, before moving the shower chair into the shower. He was sitting on the toilet, but said he didn't want a shower. When I tried to convince him, he jumped up and ran off. I chased him, jumping in the cab of the truck just in time for him to take off. I briefly noticed a woman who looked like she was running away, walking beside the road before my attention was diverted by traffic. Suddenly I was the one driving, but I couldn't reach the controls. We were going way too fast on the narrow road on the side of the mountain. We finally came to a stop, somehow winding up in a room. The woman who had been running away had an accomplice now. She panicked when she realized that we had seen her, pulling out a gun. I ducked behind the stairs and motioned the old man to get down. She fired a shot way too near the old man, but still missed him. He crumpled to the floor in a heap, too scared to move. The woman and her accomplice ran off down the hall, and I picked up the old man and walked off the other direction, trying to find my way back through the maze of hallways. In a place where two building seemed to be joined together, I asked someone in the hall for directions. She pointed me the same way we were going. When we got back, no one had even missed us. I insisted that we should call the police about the shots that had been fired, but no one seemed concerned. The day shift was arriving. Time to go home.

Sronnoc Esor

6 comments:

The mom~ster said...

i checked your blog and this post reminded me of a real life nightmare I had. The morning after my oldest son was born I was in the shower (which after you have a baby is like the most amazing shower of your life because you feel soooo disgusting ... and for the first time in forever you can actually see your feet)...so here I was in this most amazing shower when the Dr dropped by to tell me that they had done the baby's circumcision...so she just stood in the doorway to the bathroom and blabbed and blabbed at me about "the baby this" and "the baby that" and all I had to cover my (very bad looking 24 hours after I had a baby by c-section) self was a washcloth that was really only barely big enough to cover my elbow. I remember standing there in all my (non) glory thinking that I couldn't believe I was having the conversation and wondering WHY WHY WHY she either couldn't have come back in 10 minutes...or left me a note...or they coudn't have warned me that I should wait a bit before taking a shower...I must have still had some drugs in my system because the way I remember it is as warped as the experience itself...

janay said...

good....................................................................................................

tony said...

good....................................................................................................

草莓 said...

God helps those who help themselves........................................

很悶 said...

你可以從外表的美來評論一朵花或一隻蝴蝶,但你不能這樣來評論一個人..................................................

mitchellattwood said...

cool blog,期待更新..................................................