I had two unrelated but equally vivid dreams this morning.
1. I am Donnie Darko. I have been kidnapped by the government where they have subjected me and other intelligent kids to experiments that give us strange psychic powers. I am breaking free with a bunch of other teenagers when I discover I have the power to control stealth bombers with my mind.
The stealth bombers are small, about the size of cars, but this power is so awesome that we get away no problem. Lots of great air fight sequences and a bit where a stealth bomber tilts at right angles to get between two trees and comes to land at my Donnie Darko feet. Coolness.
2. I am Jenni at a school ball afterparty. Lots of after ball weirdness involving duct tape and hilarity. Actually not that much happened in this dream it was just very vivid. I was wearing a black dress and my hair was swept up.
I watched the first episode of Firefly last night, so if any of the 1. dream up there seemed ripped off to you that's why. I thought it was pretty cool. I will watch more.
I finished reading The Collector by John Fowles this morning. It is about a kidnapping which also relates directly to the aforementioned dreams. It was a very well written novel. Told first from the emotionally detatched kidnapper and then from the kidnapped girl's point of view. I found it very compelling reading but I was extremely unhappy with the ending.
I say damn all authors writing for adults who don't give us happy endings! Or rather...who give us endings without hope. I don't need it to be a ridiculously happy ending. Just one that doesn't leave me feeling desolate.
It is a sunny day and I am not at work. My neck and back have been sore and were sore when I woke up today. I thought I'd stay home and rest and do the physio excercises that I forgot to do yesterday.
I want soup.
Posted by jenni at June 23, 2004 01:13 PM