Inability to write

Posted on August 15, 2007. Filed under: Uncategorized |

I just don’t know. What is it that prevents me to write? I make everything as accessible as possible, but yet I don’t write a bloody thing! Anyway, right now, I’m making myself post this, even though I didn’t really feel like it.

So, this morning I had an interesting dream. I was some kind of detective. The details are faint as I’ve been up for about 3 hours now. I was working with a female partner, Skully (from X-Files — how’s she get in there?) and we were investigating something. A group of people came up and she went with them as incentive, I think. Anyway…I then go to a guy to track her precise location. He starts tracking her but then ran into a problem, due to size of his “map” and had to use another facility. We go there and pin-point her spot.

That led me into a locker room of some sorts. This wasn’t your average locker room. It was huge and co-ed. In the back there was a big door that was for the “elite” (aka, sport stars). I had a group of co-workers (cop buddies, etc) that made a surprise visit to assist in getting me back there. Interestingly enough, one of them was a bit slow on the uptake on what we were doing.

So, I get back there, it’s filled with a bunch of sport stars and others. As I walk though, there were people working on their running on some wood ladder like stairs, they would run across it, or jump across working their way up. To blend in, I found a set that ran across the back wall and strutted along it as I watched some people come out of a back room area.

Now here, I don’t know what happened, but the next thing I remember is “relaying out” the ladder, but I was putting down rugs that had a 3.95 price tag on each one. Don’t ask me WHERE I got that though. I just recall putting them down and having to make them arch up, like the previous “stairs” did.

From here, I ask a guy next to me about the back room. He states nobody goes in there.

Then, my alarm went off. I have no idea what would happen next.

I have the strangest dreams, I swear. I need to start writing them down in a bit more detail. Luckily, I do have them nightly. Well, enough of this post.

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