I had a somewhat complex dream last night, so I think I will write it down. Just to give you an idea, it is not even exceptionally wierd or complex as my dreams go.
The first part of the dream I don't remember too well. I just remember that I was in the middle of a series of trials which I knew would end in my being sentenced to death. I think I did the crime, but it was some stupid little mistake I made that I didn't know could get you in that much trouble. Like something to do with taxes. (which is wierd because I don't pay taxes.) I was living at home, but there were people living in my apartment who weren't my parents, there to keep an eye on me, I think. I kept trying to escape, but they were always around. Finally I did. The dream faded out as I was running through the parking lots towards the end of the complex in the dark. It was pretty creepy, and I'm sure it would be pretty creepy in real life. I also had some sort of glowy floating thing - I think it was my concience or something - that kept saying, alternately, things like "Good job" and "What the hell are you going to do now?"
Then there was a transitional period where I was at school. It reminded me of finals, because there didn't seem to be much organization to things and the school was relatively empty. Two people kept appearing again and again: Adam and Julian. I remember kind of searching for both of them at different times. This is not the first time they have kind of played the same roll at different times in a dream, which is slightly concerning. If you must know, a few nights after the school dance I went to with Adam (which was amazing) I dreamt that I was at a party and I made out with Julian. Then almost immediately afterwards I made out with Adam. This was extremely confusing. Julian's not that good looking. And he is not in any way the kind of guy that I inevitably go for again and again. I mean, I like him, but I don't think I could possibly LIKE him, especially this close to breaking up with Adam. As for Adam, I've been dreaming about him every night since we broke up. This is the first time that he has not definately been my boyfriend in the dream. I see this as being perfectly normal, and not nessescarily a sign that I am still in love with him. After all, this is how it started - before I was in love with him conciously he showed up in my subconcious every night, slowly building up to being my dream-boyfriend. So it makes sense that after he LEAVES my concious, he should linger a while in my subconcious, right? But that's also concerning, because the same thing might be going on with Julian.
Anyway, the last part of my dream is the one I remember the most of. I was bleeding pretty profusely from the ankle and needed surgery, but I was ignored in all of the hospitals I went to. So I decided to go to this sort of "underground hospital" I'd heard about that was in space. It sounded pretty shady, but it was the only option I had. I got there by holding onto this long, elastic string that pulled me upwards into space. (In space, not only could I breath, but there was some sort of gravity) The underground hospital was a kind of tent thing built on the roof of a floating conventional hospital. The hospital on the roof was run by Dr. Evil. (This is funny because I've never seen Austin Powers.) He fixed my ankle, but pretty soon I started to figure out that it was some sort of conspiracy, and that Doctor Evil was luring people up to the hospital one by one, where he brain washed them and forced them to work for his evil corporation, or something to that effect. There were pictures of all the patients on a wall. There were two people in each picture, and they were all in like, the very corner of the frame, as if they were trying to hide. I saw a picture of Tom and Jenn. Then Jenn and Sam. Then Sam and Julian. (I had been looking for this one.) Adam had already escaped by the time I got there, so he was alone in his picture, and the glass on the frame was smashed. At the end of the dream, I talking to Sam and Julian about what a stupid plotline this was, and how we needed a good antagonist.
"What about DR. EVIL?" said Julian, and laughed. "He's a pretty good antagonist."
"No, he's not a GOOD antagonist," I said. "He's too one-dimentional."
When I woke up I couldn't help thinking about Adam for a while. But not long after I actually got out of bed, I was over him again.
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