Dreams and the dance
May. 25th, 2002 08:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Dance first. Well, it was all but pointless. I bought 16 pictures and Cam and Colin played the song I'm listening to right now, which is "Red Alert" by Basement Jaxx. When I say "played," I mean "put on" - they were the DJs. I requested "All You Wanted" but they said they didn't have it, and seemed sorry, to which I replied that it didn't matter. Which it didn't.
Irony alert: Cassie's considering ditching Chris after he goes off to college. Isn't that something? Can we say "I told you so" yet? She's got her eye on Adam now.
Now my whacked-out dreams. Hm. The first thing I remember is three sisters, struggling to keep their practice open in a small building. The neighbors across the street move, and the sisters decide to move into that one. The building's much bigger than the old one - there's a huge room with many beds, a waiting room, an exam room, and even private quarters for the sisters! They remake the beds and decide to fix up the newly abandoned building. In times of war, one gets desperate.
Cut to the local school, daytime. One of the sisters - that's me now, apparently - goes to this school. We're outside and most of my friends are smoking. For once, I'm not one of them. (Don't ask me why I keep dreaming I'm smoking. I don't know myself.) The teachers ask us which way a student ran; apparently he's working for The Enemy. We point in a random direction and watch them scurrying off. The others, who have all put out their cigarettes, pull out new ones. We wait for our various rides to get there. Mine does, and he's driving a lovely sportscar. He drives me home, his arm around me the entire way. I'm not sure exactly who he is; upon waking, I must reflect that, since the sister wasn't actually me, this shouldn't worry me.
Cut to the POV of our parents (the sisters'). They're driving along and they're looking for our weekend cottage. They find it, a dumpy little place on the outside, but it's really nice and cozy on the inside.
Cut to Hogwarts. Yes, you heard me. After something happened to our other school, we've had to go here temporarily. I guess we were all possessed of some sort of magical powers in this dream. We play with the elevators. *shrug* That was random, yes.
All for now - BmB awaits -
K