I just had the most surreal dream ever. Most of my dreams are crazy, as Anna will tell you. They usually involve flying (as in me flying, not in an air plane.) The best way i could describe it is like a glider... I'll go into a nose-dive, pick up speed, and then pull up at the last second and get more lift. Recently the Skydome was a big dream-worthy thing for me (and sometimes flying around it... once, even, in a space suit.)
ok, now that you all think I'm crazy, the dream that i *just* woke up from doesn't involve any of that.
I was sitting there, right as rain. Everything was as it should be. To not let the people waiting for a 'crazy' aspect be disappointed, there was a terrorist ralley taking place in a non-existent park across the street from me. I went across the street and talked to the head 'talker' guy (kinda like you see Hitler in old war footage, talking to his Nazi peeps.)
I'm chatting it up with him, trying to gain a clearer understanding... and all of a sudden... Andrew shows up.
Great timing for him, huh?
Suffice to say, this caught me off guard. In my dream I was aware of his death. Everyone that knew him (we'll call this group 'the real world') was aware of his death... but it was funny, because 'the real world' knew he was dead and the accident had already happened, but from Andrew's perspective, it hadn't happened yet.. It was actually going to happen that night.
I'll give you a moment to re-read that paragraph if you need to.. it was a toughie to write.
*waits*
Ready? ok...
Andrew introduced himself to the head terror guy... Let's call him Freddy. So he talked to Freddy, and basically gave an overall disapproval of what was going on there. In only Andrew's way, of course. Mocking, making sarcastic implications, calling him a bastard.. it was all there.
Freddy seemed unphased.
Me? I was very, very phased. Still in awe that he's standing right there.
Long story short, Andrew basically said he was going to 'get' the Terrorists and made sure they regretted having their rally right across the street from me.
He walked back to his house (which was my neighbour's house) and hopped into his 'machine'. The "oh my god" look of the terrorist was priceless...
The point of Andrew's machine was basically to just hover around and make it look all mean, but in actuality do nothing at all... and just hope it scared the other guys.
This is when i started talking with him... He needed my help. My house was getting in the way of his machine, so we needed to.. um... 'modify' my house to allow it to work. What else do I do? I go ask mom if it's ok if I cut a chunk out of the side. She says no, obviously... but when i tell her it's for Andrew, she's puzzled, and goes to the door where he's waiting (much like how they met the first time when he came over to help me with my car for an afternoon).
Surprised, all she could say was 'sure', because it could 'always be repaired later'.
So I grabbed the chainsaw, and started hacking... for some reason, at one point we needed to move the cars out of the way. I got to move Andrew's car (which was a brand new 2006 Mustang GT btw).. And when I got out, I asked him where he was going that night. Somewhere along the line, I found out that the accident was going to take place that evening. Like, I knew this was the day.
So after I asked where he was going, he asked me "because of the accident, right?"
"How did you know?" I asked.
Apparently he had already talked to Jessica and, of all people, James, before he met up with me.
"oh.. Well are you still going to pick Chrissy up from work?" (it is my understanding that the accident took place after picking her up from work and they were on their way home. I'm not exactly sure if this is the case though.)
"Yea, I have to. How else will she get home?"
I tried to talk him out of it, knowing that the accident was going to happen that night. No dice. At least I talked him into taking the car and not the Bike... and to go at a different time.. But would fate catch up to him? This was a nagging thought in my dream. I mean, was he going to die regardless of the accident?
No matter. We continued work on my house..
After cutting parts away that shouldn't be there, he finally was happy that he could fly his little machine around (terrorists were no longer anywhere to be seen... the must have just been a fleeting thought in dream world). Then he left to get Chrissy.
I never found out if he survived the accident. But I didn't need to because I woke up.
Well, woke up in my dream anyway. (it was a dream in a dream.)
Still dreaming, I lived my life as usual, thinking that it was just another one of my crazy dreams. I was in touch with Jessica the day I woke up and I didn't bring it up to her. She seemed troubled. I asked why, and she said she had the most surreal night EVER.
"That makes two of us," I replied.
"You don't mean," she asked. I nodded.
Apparently she had dreamed about him last night too. (keeping in mind this is still in my dream). Under the same circumstances. The dream-world was aware that the accident had happened but from his perspective, it hadn't happened yet.
We talked for a bit about it. I said it was funny because in my dream he told me that he talked to her. She immediately asked me if he said any other names.. I said he mentioned it to James too. We ran inside her house to get to a computer to contact James to see if he had a similar night...
That's when i really woke up.
See what I mean by crazy? All of my dreams are this weird. But this one I thought I'd share because i had just had it, it was about Andrew, and it haunted me a bit.. I apologize if my thoughts didn't come through clearly, as I literally woke up, rolled over, turned on my computer and started to write. I'm glad I did, because I usually forget my dreams very quickly after waking up (hence the rush to get it out).
Anyway, now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go back to bed for 10 mins or so before I decide whether or not I'm going to work in the crappy weather today...
Thursday, November 16, 2006 ::
7:19:00 AM
