dream imagery where I feel just not quite myself

[derien]

I had this dream where I was Laurel and me and Hardy were driving around the countryside lost in the darkness and it was the end of the world. We had heard that Mike Bérubé* had started a survivalist commune and we thought we might go there, but then we stopped at a gas station that he owned and after we filled the car hundreds of Nazis on motorcycles came swooping around the corner and stopped us from going inside and paying. So then we thought Mike might not accept us at the commune because we hadn't paid for our gas.

As I was waking up I thought to myself, "It'll be good to be myself again, so I can go back to having the sorts of conversations with myself that I'm normally used to having."

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*I have no idea why him - I haven't seen Bérubé** in years, nor had any reason I can think of to be reminded of him besides the link I have to his professional site from my art page at my site.

**(In case I get garbledygook there - I don't know how to make the accent agues over his name, but he hates it when people don't use them because without them he considers the result to not be his name, so I'm copy-pasting from his page and hoping Semagic can fill those in.)

Comments

[mizzmarvel.livejournal.com]

I'm sure at least you and Hardy were hilarious.

[derien.livejournal.com]

It was the end of the world, so it was a sort of hysterical hilarity.