I dreamt of an apartment, or a house, that was some bizarre amalgamation of my current apartment and of Joce's apartment. It was in the middle of nowhere, like, even less civilized than where I actually am right now. Or at least that was the first impression I got. It was actually similar to the neighborhood I dreamt about once, that was kind of like Glassell Park, except it was more ritzy, and Division St. was actually a major thoroughfare, but that's another dream which I only remember snatches from. (There was a church, like St. Dominics, except darker, and the priests wore brown habits, looking a little like Jedi Knights.) Anyway, the golf course was still there, but there was also a little road where cars were parked. I think it might have adjoined an abandoned swimming pool.... As I write this, all these memories of other dreams are flooding into my mind. Wasn't the pool near the coast, where Santa Monica is supposed to be? Is this the same world I dreamt of, where I drove down the Pasadena Freeway to get to the beach, but instead of Santa Monica, it reminded me more of Moro Bay...?
But back to my dream. So I think it's similar to my Uncle Gil's house, where the front door has a screen. It opens out to the east, but then when you get inside, you have to make a 180 degree turn, and now you're in the living room. The living room looks kind of like my living room in North Chicago, except the carpet is greyer, and the kitchen or dining area isn't there. The corridor (which in the real world leads to my room and the bathroom) turns into the hallway in Joce's apartment, with the exact same central point, with the bathroom to the north. But instead of a kitchen to the east, I think it may have been just the end of a hallway, with a window. And to the south was the family room and dining area. I don't know where the kitchen went. If I stop to think about it, sometimes it appears where my kitchen is in North Chicago, sometimes it appears at the end of the hallway like in Joce's apartment in Brooklyn (in which case it wouldn't be very logically set up). I suppose I'll have to draw a map of it sometime. Just thinking about it is making me a little dizzy.
And then I actually had another mini-dream when I fell asleep in Pharmacology this morning. I dreamt I had written a song for Radiohead, or I was starting a Radiohead-wannabe band, or something like that. And I was reading the lyrics of this one song, but the only words I remember are "lunatic" and some "a"-word like "arsenal" but I'm afraid I just made that last word up.
It's amazing what caffeine and lack of sleep will allow your brain to believe.
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