I've been known to have an overactive imagination. In high school, I wouldn't just daydream in class, I would actually watch my favorite films from my imagination. Entire films from opening credits to closing. The Matrix was the first film I was able to do this with. Now I'm trailing.
There are nights I have dreams. Vivid dreams. Almost all of these within the past year are reminiscent of a Cuban Missile like crisis, or at the very least, Wargames. Yes, there are missiles. And yes, there are explosions. Sometimes I wake up in a cold sweat because of pure realism.
Maybe it's CoD4 or Bad Company. Maybe it's from when I was young watching Wargames and the theme scared the bejeebus out of me. I don't know.
All I know is, in the dream it's a war being fought on our soil. I'm on the run. Sometimes, the wife is with me. Sometimes Biscuit is in my backpack. Yeah, it's crazy. And every time, it ends with an explosion in a city and waking up without knowing my outcome.
I don't know anyone having dreams like mine. The only dreams I can remember enough to write are these warlike situations or horrific nightmares. It's like Tarantino and Guillermo del Toro directing a horror film in my head while I'm sleeping. Thanks a lot guys.
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